"The catch is, we're stuck here until it sends us back," he said, "But we're stuck here until it sends us back anyway, even if we don't take its food and money. And we've got to eat." He shrugged. "Even if we worked our asses off, and grew our own grain by the sweat of our brows. And let's face it, there isn't a whole lot of space for farming, in the middle of this particular walled city."