[He shakes his head, though the wary look he has on his face is directed at the store rather than her, a subtle change from when they first met. He might still not like the secrets she holds about him, and what he doesn't know regarding her time with the other him, but he's stopped considering that she might be a threat.]

I don't need it.

[He gets by as best he can, it's just rough at the moment.]

Besides, I don't have an address for you to deliver it to. And I don't know where I'll be to arrange one.