Starving for six days and then being forced to beg for scraps. Henry didn't think he would have been strong enough to keep refusing to give in. The strength Addy and Iestyn had shown frankly overwhelmed him. "I don't know how you did it," he whispered.
"That wasn't even- You haven't even heard the worst bits," Addy said, leaning in to check his expression. "Should we keep going?"
"If you can go through all that, I can sure as fuck pull my big boy pants up and listen," Henry said with a firm nod. "For the record I'm not freaking out or anything. I'm just-horrified. But not at either of you. You're both incredible."
Addy smiled widely at him, though the expression faltered when she continued. "Once we were in the basement he chained us to opposite walls. We couldn't reach each other. They took my clothes too by then so we were both just...in our underwear down there. And they made us choose. Each day. Who got food that day. And by food, it was always just this thin soup, once a day. Who got water. Who got tortured. We decided between us to alternate...only way that was fair. On my days he burned me with a cattle prod. On Iestyn's, he dragged Iestyn upstairs-" Addy watched her brother, wondering if he was going to tell Henry about the Doppelganger.