The mention of rabbit for dinner made Caedrin stop for a minute.<span style="font-style: italic">Has that rumble been there long?</span>he wondered, realizing for the first time in a while that he was starving. "Don't worry, she won't attack you again.. Right, Brinn?" he asked with a raised eyebrow, not really expecting an answer. "You do have a point though. I'm sure we could all use a bite to eat. You may be a thief and our prisoner, but I have no intention of starving you.. And I'm sure the rest of us need the nourishment."<br/><br/>He stood up, stretching himself out a bit, before reaching into one of the supply boxes and pulling out a length of rope. "While I do appreciate your willingness to cooperate, I hope you won't hold it against me that I must tie your hands, at least for the time being," he said, stepping around behind the thief and pulling her arms back, wrapping the rope around them and tying them in a knot that would be possible for him to undo later. "I'll untie them so you can eat, at least, but for the rest of the trip I must insist that you remain bound." It felt very.. Odd, being this formal with a prisoner, but she had shown him respect, and he intended to do the same as much as he could.<br/><br/>With this taken care of, he stepped over to Brinn, taking a seat next to her and letting out a long-overdue sigh. He stared into the sky for a moment, giving her time to speak if she wanted. Nothing came, as he expected, and he turned his head to her. "You alright, Brinn..?" he asked, with a voice containing just a hint of concern.