[Poggio]

The young boy's mouth opened in a small o as he tried to come up with a lie that would satisfy the strange mind. He assumed the more vague he was, the closer it would be to the truth. In the end he just said the truth “I don't know sir. We've only been traveling together recently.” He looked around wondering what he meant by the clan and then a thought struck him as to how to turn this to his advantage. “They might be in the castle, surely you can get inside.” Kaleb realized it was hard to hold the mans attention. As suddenly as he made sense, he stopped.

And he was violent. Kaleb buckled sightly under the weight of the hand. He looked around wildly trying to see what the man was talking about, but when he didn't see anything he grew a little cross. Kaleb raised his free hand and smacked the back of the hand that hit him. “Stop wasting food.” He said in an attempt to cover up his violence. Kaleb kicked the crumbs into the dirt. “Here.” He gave him a piece of meat next.