[ Lockwood's ready, megawatt smile is in effect as the bag he needed is now in easy reach, and he politely responds. ] Thank you.

[ If he noticed that the man made easier work of shifting that bag than a human should be capable of managing, the youth isn't calling attention to it. Even without super soldier strength, Rogers looks like he could snap Lockwood like a twig!

As for the question, Lockwood takes a moment to gather a small handful of nails and tuck them in his teeth, before he responds. ]

Not that I don't enjoy a little thrill. [ He'll admit, with a cheeky wink. ] But in this instance I am merely trying to express a little extra appreciation to Mag for letting me have a room, while all this is going on.

I changed my circumstances, rather abruptly, and with little concern for the lack of coin in my pocket. If I can pay back a kindness with some honest work, then I am happy to do so.

[ He's originally intended to stay with the military and live in the barracks. Then, the execution happened.

Nails held neatly between his teeth, Lockwood seemed to remember his manners at the last second and shifted the hammer to his left hand, so he could hold out his right. ]

Anthony Lockwood. Lockwood's fine.