"The first order of business, sire, that'll be at the boarding house straight away," he assures, hoping to ease some of Bob's more than a little obvious panic at the situation.

"They will offer you enough to get you covered up, though I'll again heed," he has a lot of heeding, after all, so may as well lean into it with a cheeky tone, "to afford anything more substantial than a thin tunic and some short trousers, you'll need to find yourself some work. Have you any common skills that would be useful to a village?"