"Uh, sure." Like they'll refuse free stuff. Though...it is weird-feeling to have said stuff foisted upon them, rather than them just outright gnabbing it. Charity is rare, seldom trusted, and often laden with terms and conditions.

They use their long arms to sweep junk (plastic cutlery included) into a manageable pile they can stuff back into a pillowcase, slinging it over their shoulder as they stand back up, ready to follow like the odd, ugly duckling they are in the moment.