The boy looks at her, and sighs. "Take the food. I care not if you don't eat."<br/><br/>He sits up on a barrel of some sort. He shakes his head at the girl. "I'm orphan. Bad orphanage. So I ran. And now, am I here."<br/><br/>He motions upstairs, towards deck.<br/><br/>"I know not what they want with you. But we are in port now. You should eat while it is quiet."<br/><br/>He sits atop the barrel for the longest time, just looking at the girl. As if a little lost, he stammers out:<br/><br/>"I, uh, I am named Hans. What is your name?"