She responded to commands better than he would have given her credit for, not with all the previous fumbling that he had seen from her. It meant that someone had beat some sense of order into her life before this, though they had clearly done a shitty job given her generalized beaten and broken nervy attitude. It took some balls to ask to be taught though, so that was more points than he would have liked to give in her favour.

She was his height when she actually stood erect. It was amazing how much her attitude depleted her baring when she stood naturally.

"The world isn't fair, and people have trod on each other for far less," he replied with a shrug of his shoulders. He had already moved on from the fact that he was out-gunned and out matched. He had his own wily nature to get him through. "True, my food had run out, and if I don't get down quick, I don't tend to eat as much as I should."

He drank down the juice, watching her over the rim of the glass before it was empty and he set it back down. "You're wrong. You get people to agree to help you by making them owe you something. It doesn't even have to be logical, but it still is. I owe you for this," he said, inclining his head towards the food. "So I'll teach you. It won't be easy, and you won't like it but changing yourself never is. Don't waste our time. Can you do it? Do you really want to stand just like you are now because you deserve to and feel it?"