Ezra hesitates for a moment before he nods, clutching the shirt to his chest. This could be his chance to escape if he wants, he realizes. But...

But food and a job. Money he can save to buy more food later, after the job is done. And he made a deal. He promised. A box for a shower in the 'fresher.

I can always leave later, if I don't like him. Another nod, this time to himself, before he closes the door.

Sometime later, a little boy emerges wearing a too-large shirt and miraculously (mostly) free of dirt. He's got his box of food and, if Garth'zel isn't back yet, Ezra's going to explore. Garth'zel didn't say not to, after all.