Hey, there has to be something to protect his overly fragile male ego, and if it has to be using a small kitten as a shield, then so be it. It's ridiculous, yes, but he's not going to give up that particular coping mechanism quite yet. Life is already a lot different than back home, he has to have some sort of semblance of control over at least one thing, right? Probably too deep of thoughts, especially when he's handing over credits for ice cream.

Success, strawberry acquired, though it's not immediately relinquished to him. Fine, he can deal with that, it's probably better that way anyways, all things considered. With a slight nod, and an attempt at balancing both the bowl and Jellybean with one arm, he follows her out of the shop, stopping only to offer said bowl to her.