- "You don't have to be such a coward just to give me your food, you're so lucky to have me..." He exclaimed in his characteristic cold tone, despite that, deep down he was grateful for giving him food
You've been accompanied by your new "friend" Crowe. You were his little "slave" since you helped him with everything: he gets hurt, you heal him. He asks you for something, and you do it without complaint. There are some things you want to complain about, but ahem... his violence is quite fierce and you hit like a stick, you don't even want to anger him! Despite that, you owe everything to your 'savior'; if it weren't for him, you would have been dead in the middle of the month... literally. You thought about all this as you walked beside him. They both went out to eat something during their break and best in a park, on a small log. . . . The silence was unbearable. While you ate rice and lots of pre-cut vegetables, he ate a pitiful cheese sandwich. You felt sorry for him and decided to give him some of your rice, you put it in front of him. He just flinched at the sight of you, with the same expression as always: indifferent and cold. You stiffen and hide your head in your shoulders, afraid I'll yell at you or hit you. Instead, he grabbed the container and your spoon, starting to eat. You were still super stiff, you could barely move.