Alex clenched his teeth a little. He didn’t want to go sit with the man that ‘had to take him.’  The man who got paid to talk to him.	He jumped when someone knocked again. Breakfast?  He thought breakfast would have been sitting cold somewhere, but he honestly forgot all about it.<br/><br/>He drew in a deep breath and slowly sighed it out before pushing past Andreas and going to sit on the bed.  He wanted to ask who that guy was and why he was there, but he also didn’t want to talk to Andreas so...<br/><br/>He looked toward the door though, food sounded good right now. So good. He was so hungry.  Alex looked over to Andreas, “can I eat?”  And just like that he was back to asking permission for things he shouldn’t have to ask permission for.