Anyone that requires substance to live needed to get it somehow. Even if it meant going out in public when others might find you terrifying. Poe had been at the market picking up a few items that was needed for meals. Things that he would normally forget to pick up day to day that were needed for making certain other things. Bread crumbs were needed for baking purposes.

The grocery store seemed less busy today making it easy for him to maneuver around. Poe made sure to check everything off from his list, not wanting to miss a single item from it. Next came the last item and it shouldn't have been that tricky to get.

When he came upon the aisle and saw the location that it was at. Poe knew that it was just out of his reach even if he were to go on the tips of his toes. The man glanced around him first before trying to go for the item anyway.

There's a sudden heat rising to from his neck to his cheeks as he hears the voice of another man next to him. Poe looks at the tentacle in slight surprise as he takes a step back in order to take the item from him. A smile spreads on his lips as he gives a small nod to the man.

"Thank you. You didn't have to do that though."

Especially if the other was trying to hide for obvious reasons. Poe wasn't about to shout out about the appearance. He would treat anyone with respect until they prove other intent.