Sher stirred the stew and wondered if he should cut her hands so she could eat it or if he should... Well he had no idea. He regarded her for a long moment as he worked on cooking. He'd been so used to this 'roughing it' he had no idea how she would be handling all of this. Not only did he have no idea how to be a kidnapper he had no idea what he should be doing to 'kidnap' anyone. It just wasn't his style. It went against his very nature.<br/><br/>Sighing heavily he rose and regarded her, "well I must be the worst kidnapper you've ever seen." he laughed softly, "I'm going to cut you loose so you can eat and sleep like a normal person, but please don't run ok. I don't want to hurt you. And if I have to chase you, I'm pretty sure I'll end up hurting you by mistake. "<br/><br/>He pulled out his knife went to her and cut the ropes. Turning back to his stew he took out a bowl and started dishing some out into it. It didn't look overly appetizing as far as food went. He turned back to her trying for a warm smile, but feeling completely out of place. He was so out of his depths it wasn't even funny.<br/><br/>"It's not much," he said frowning as he held it out to her.