"Father would beat me, giving away good food to a dog." Johann lifted his head at that, met Fergus' gaze, then dropped his head to continue eating. Fergus shook his head. He didn't know what to think, or how to process all that was happening.
He yawned, and raised a hand to try and cover his face for a moment. He didn't want to be sleepy. He didn't want to go to sleep. "Why you not like nobody I knowed before?"