Dreg passed her a leg of venison, a little more cooked than what he himself was eating, but still rarer by far than her usual fare.<br/><br/>"What have you to barter with? You cannot defeat me, and I could hunt you down before you could escape. You have already proven you are willing to break your word, and so even if you promise something in exchange for freeing you, you probably wouldn't actually give me anything."