Kenny looked at her. â€œI donâ€™t want to help. I wasnâ€™t asked if I wanted to help. I was kidnapped serial killer movie style.â€ He said seriously. He fell silent for a moment. â€œYes I do. Also no family. So what? I eat when I can. Money is over rated and home is anywhere you can crash for the night or in abandoned buildings. It is what it is.â€ He said in a fiesty but serious tone. He flailed as much as he could once a guard pressed down on his back to pin him in place. He still tried. He wasnâ€™t sure if it was a foot or a hand that was holding him down and still while the woman looked him over. He didnâ€™t care. He just wanted to escape. He wanted to get out of here. He looked to her as she continued. â€œNo Iâ€™m not. I didnâ€™t ask to be rescued. Plus nothing in life is ever free. If something is too good to be true ninety-eight percent of the time it really is. There is going to be a catch here and I know I wonâ€™t like it. So no. Iâ€™m not a tad bit interested. Something like this there is always a catch. I donâ€™t want to pay that catch. That hidden clause.â€ He said softly and seriously. A cute frown on his face before he gave up moving because he was firmly pinned in place.<br/><br/>This did not mean he was giving up on attempting to escape. It might be hard and probably impossible but he wasnâ€™t going to stay here willingly. He paled as he heard her tell them to secure every exit. That meant windows and doors would be blocked. That made it ninety-nine percent harder that it was going to be for him to escape. He grumbled unhappily and pouted cutely. That totally sucked! He was hoping to escape easily. Now he was gonna have to work very hard and probably have extreme difficulty succeeding. So not fair! He didnâ€™t want to be here. He just wanted to go about his life. â€œIf you let me go I wonâ€™t say anything to anyone. Iâ€™ll pretend this never even happened.â€ He said softly. Pleadingly even.<br/><br/>He listened but couldnâ€™t hear the whispered conversation between Claire and Stefen. He did hear that the exits were all sealed. That they were guarded as well. CRAAAAAAAAAAP! That was gonna make it even harder than if they were just sealed. NOT FAIR! Okay. Yeah that was a bit childish but Kenny had in some ways not completely grown up. He had but at times had these childish tendencies when everything seemed to be going wrong all at once. Very minor ones though. He was soon let up and completely untied. The moment the guy stepped back after doing so he bolted. He bolted down the hallway towards the kitchen. The guy yelling and running after him. Telling the men to grab him. Thankfully they were long hallways so he spiraled out of their grabbing range then kept running. Making it into the kitchen and slammed the door shut. Putting a chair in front of it at an angle. That would keep them from coming in. Or so he thought but he didnâ€™t realize the fridge hid a smaller second one.<br/><br/>He then looked around quickly. Spotting a thin window above the sink about three feet up. He shot over to it and climbed up onto the counter. Knocking glass dishes that had been stack there down with loud crashing and shattering noises. Climbing all the way to the small four inch wide counter space behind the sink. His bare feet standing on his tippy toes as he began to work on opening the window. It was stuck a bit. He grunted and groaned as he slowly managed to get it to pop open. However, it was a heavy window not a light one like the others. He had only gotten it open a few inches when arms snaked around his waist. He let out a scream of anger and fear as he was jerked away from the window right as he got it open enough to pull himself up out of it.<br/><br/>He let out a scream of dismay as he was held against the males form and his feet kicked at air. â€œLet me go! Let me go you psychopathic policeman wannabe!â€ He yelled out even as he was carried to the main living room and squirmed around. Huffing as the man informed them of what happened. He moved his head to glare at the man. â€œIt wouldâ€™ve worked if you hadnâ€™t snuck in some hidden entrance or something!â€ He said as the man told exactly how he had found Kenny in the kitchen. Also telling about the broken dishes the maids were cleaning up. The dishes were collateral damange. Kenny thought to himself. He soon stopped struggling because he was out of energy. Just panting and looking temporarily defeated. â€œNot fair. I was almost away.â€ He said softly.