[He slides his vessel back where it belongs at his hip, watching her with some combination of curiosity and care as she bandages up the cut. As for the question:]

Nope! I picked them out since they looked the nicest. [And his friends only get the nicest things!! Including ridiculously sparkly bandaids, apparently. He also trots after her as she goes to toss the napkins, answering the thanks with a little hum.]

Thanks for being so gentle. And, um— sorry about cutting you. [Even though she technically cut herself... YURI...] But you're right! Let's go to the front. They probably have everything stuffed in that little shack.