Anthony didn't truly realize how heavy the kid was until he finally got him out of his arms. "Not really," he shrugged, taking his coat off and putting it away. This place was a shithole and he knew that, but it was the best he could get and it was his home. He'd grown quite attached to it, actually. 

"So." Anthony clasped his hands together and looked around. "If you want to eat something, I can fix something for you quickly, and if you want to sleep or anything then I'm sure that there's......some place you can sleep in." He wasn't exactly used to guests, if he could even call this child a guest. "I'm...Anthony, by the way," he quickly rushed an introduction, having realized that he hadn't introduced himself, actually.