He stayed quiet until the doc returned with a different pair of boots. A full size and a half up from what he'd been given before. Close, just not close enough for comfort.

The clothes he'd been wearing he offered to the doc with a murmured, "Need to be washed." Much as he wanted to burn them, other people could probably use them in a place like this. Wouldn't last long either way.

"Sewing kit of you got one," he added on, unsure if the doc had hear Paul's request to fix his coat. "Where you putting us up for night? Got rooms or we gotta make our own?"