Berenice quickly grabs the boy by the back of his shirt and lifts him up to her face. “Now then, little rat, you’ve been more trouble than you’re worth... dead... alive though... that’s a different story, so let’s make a deal. You bring me food, and by food, I mean people like you. Do this, and I’ll let you live here safely. Of course, I can just eat you here and now if you reject...”