"Do you think that they have been broken? I mean, their spirits...could they have been so broken that they don't want to escape for that reason any more?" He eventually tilted his head, wondering if that could be the problem. That was going to be something tougher to overcome than anything else.<br/><br/>Nevertheless, the raccoon tilted his head and looked back again toward her. "I think that the guard was. Why would he be, though? Unless...he somehow got drafted into this whole thing and now wants out himself. Did you want to go question him? Should we do it as brash and as obvious as we have been acting thus far?"<br/><br/>Pausing once more, he frowned and turned about, "What was that about craving meat, though?" Apparently he couldn't understand cravings, perhaps based on his biology. Raccoons, of course, would eat many different substances out of sheer convenience.