“Did they?” Vogg asked between mouthfuls of food, “It must have taken years to build because it’s a very big castle, I got lost trying to find my way out of it after I was kidnapped to here.” Vogg slurped down some of the juice he’d been given before wiping his mouth with his grimey hands. “I don’t need to stay here, I have a camp in the woods in a secret location that only I know about.” He nodded, “It reminds me of home, and I want to be there in case my family comes looking for me.”
“I don’t need help.” Vogg said defensively. Needing help was a sign of weakness, and Vogg was most definitely not week. He pushed his chair back slightly, pulling the food with him, should he need to escape. “I can come and get food yes, or not, I don’t care.”