Imogene squinted at him, disgruntled and clearly unhappy about it. "It's not like I can't take care of myself. If I felt like it. I know how to forage." It was just that she'd been hungry and didn't feel like experimenting to find out what was edible. Stealing was easier, so long as she didn't take too much. And didn't get caught. People would just blame it on an animal (which wasn't entirely inaccurate, now that she thought about it). "I don't need anyone's help." Though she tilted her head curiously when he mentioned being a wanderer, relaxing just a little.