Anduin blinks at the skewers of fish, the smell immediately making his stomach clench. Light, but he is hungry. The problem is --

He shakes his head, looking faintly embarrassed.

"I have no coin to offer you," he admits finally. Which may mean he's foolish for refusing payment, yes, but really -- charging people who are injured feels... wrong. He chose to become a priest to be able to help people, not to make a profit.

... Not that he'd needed money before, but that's -- something else. He wouldn't have, if he had needed it! Although equally, he may not have had the luxury if he hadn't been who he was.