Hershel shook his head, amused. "You don't need to worry about that, save your coins for when you need them. Actually just give me a second, hold that thought."

And he's going to run off to go buy the shit and come back after a few minutes, holding out a toothbrush and toothpaste. "Here you go- I hope you don't mind blue." At least it wasn't MURDERRRR red. "What were we- oh, my arm's doing well enough, I'm a bit worried I'll forget it, do something strenuous and reopen it."

Such was the high action life they led. He glanced down at the shampoo he also bought, popping the cap open and- "... it smells like apples?"