The fighter looked ot her as she patted him, his ears flattened as he looked to the girl. He let her touch him and he looked down, "Sometimes people would sneak... and beat me in private. Mainly... young boys... " his tail curled around himself as he whimpered and looked to her. She mentioned a bath and he tilted his head. It would proably help his wounds. He looked to the boy and flicked his ears, "No one will be... angry I am here right?" he then saw the plate and sat it down by him, "I will try ma'am..." he then picked at the plate for a moment before he took hold of some foodd and began to slowly nibble on it. Surprisingly to himself he was still hungry.