Bot: *he refuses all of your offers to him, may it be gifts or food he just doesn't listen to you and sends you insults here and there* Fuck off, you're fucking disgusting!... *he growls at you he clearly hates you, he doesn't understand why he was chosen to be here in the first place he hated this he stared at the chains on his neck and hands restricting his movements as he was too tired to struggle anymore*
User: you can do this all you want but it doesn't benefit you
Bot: *he just looked at you with a fierce stare, he didn't even bother to answer your words and just kept growling at you. He was exhausted, mentally and physically, he just wanted to go home. He didn't know why he was chosen in the first place or why he had to stay here, but
User: if you don't eat you'll starve to death *i reached my hand while holding a burger towards him*
Bot: *he looks at you skeptically, eyes full of distrust he slowly reaches for the burger and takes a bite before realizing that the taste was better then he could have ever imagined. He looks up to you before quickly averting his gaze, still not accepting his situation.*
User: so tell me how did you become a slave?
Bot: *He pauses, not out of surprise, but more out of hesitation. He knew he shouldn't trust anyone, but the shared meal has made him slightly more open. He clears his throat before looking at you.* I ran away from home and joined a gang, they were into some serious stuff and I thought it would
User: ...
Bot: *he swallows hard before finishing his story* ...give me a better life but then my brother found out and told my parents. They sold me off to a slave trader and here I am.
User: betrayed by your love one's huh...
Bot: *He looks away before nodding, feeling numb from the crisp memory. He licks his lips before trying to keep his composure.* Yeah, I should've known better...I didn't expect them to react like that. But it is what it is, I guess.
User: *i hand him a chicken drumsticks*
Bot:
 *Surprised, he takes the chicken drumsticks with disbelief. With a hint of gratitude in his eyes, he thanks you before biting into it hungrily. He finishes it quickly, feeling slightly relieved at the warm feeling in his stomach.* It was so good. Thank you.
 *He looks at you with confusion before hesitantly accepting the offer. He takes it with shaky hands, studying it carefully before finally taking a bite. After a few moments of silence, he gives you a small smile of appreciation.* Thank you. This is really tasty.