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Bornes looked down to his boots, gave out a long breath through his nose.
"Sorry I'm such an Dependant, then."

He loosened the grip on his arms and simply crossed them normally over his chest, leaning forward to have his elbows resting on his legs.
He closed his eyes and attempted to sleep like that.

He wasn't going to eat any of this, even though he knew he probably should have.

But Isiah had made it so abundantly clear Bornes obviously couldn't do anything for himself, so he'd humor the other man.
If Isiah wanted to play Guardian... Let him have at it.

Bornes snorted from his doubled over position.
"I knew it was wrong the whole time. I was going to leave the next night, but I suppose I timed it wrongly, and Kaegan was a bit smarter than I gave him credit for. That is all it was."

He turned his head for a moment, then opened his eyes and weakly stood up, only to lie on his side on the hard floor, attempting to fall asleep again.

"If you believe so much in this Denzien way of living, why do you not allow me to learn my own lesson?" He opened his eyes and looked up to Isiah, his voice lowering in volume a bit with the next statement, "why should I bother following rules when I know you will be there to bail me out."

Bornes watched Isiah's anger flame. Bornes had meant leave the encampment... With Isiah, but there was no point in correcting him now.

The hybrid winced at the slap, a bit confused at why Isiah would bend so far over to slap, and listened as the man cussed him out a bit more and then left.

Bornes sighed and thwapped his tail against the ground. What else should he have expected from saying what he did? Oh well... At least he was alone for now.
He closed his eyes again and tried to fall asleep.

If he managed to wake up at sundown, he could get out of here before anyone managed to come back. It'd take at least three hours for Isiah to get back to the town... And three hours back if Kaegan and the others came for him right away-- assuming Isiah turned him in, or Kaegan felt like beating him again.

So that would be about six hours. He hoped his internal clock would wake him at the appropriate time.
With a small shiver, it wasn't long before he drifted off to sleep on the floor of the storm shelter.
Even though he didn't want to, he knew he'd have to steal some more food to leave here without dying...

Four hours passed. Then six. Then a few more, until it was ten o'clock at night.
And that was when Bornes got up. He'd overslept, but he didn't see anyone around, and at that he gave a sigh of relief.

His eyes looked about in the darkness, his body shivering slightly from his entirely empty stomach, still quite sore from what had happened earlier.
Bornes looked about at the labels, trying to figure out what he could carry without a bag that would last him.

Everything was in cans or jars. No use to him on the move. He grunted and found a jug of water, of which he drank from. He felt less guilty taking the water, knowing Kaegan had his own source.

He held the jug with both hands, still shivering slightly although he was not cold. Through his gulps he thought he heard someone coming. He stopped drinking and held the open jug in his hands, lid between his first two fingers on his left hand. He looked up to the door of the shed, his green eyes giving a faint glow as he tried to discern if anyone really was approaching.

Although he could not see anyone, he decided to play it safe and back into a far corner of the shed, hoping it was dark enough there for human eyes to not tell the difference between a body that was there, or the shadows playing games with the human eye. He quickly slipped the lid on the water and put the gallon at his feet.

The glow in Bornes' eyes dissipated as Kaegan's boot thudded down the stairs, and he held his breath at the sound of something unfamiliar. Only later did he realize it powered a flashlight.

He hissed and closed his eyes, turning away with his hand in front of his face to shield his most precious possessions.
The water was already at his feet, and the hybrid already standing, not that being found out in his corner made him any more comfortable.

"Didn't leave soon enough, I guess," he thought to himself.

His free right hand, which was toward the wall, instinctually clutched at his gut. That seemed like Kaegan's favorite place to target.

Bornes opened his eyes when he no longer could see the faint of the flashlight through his eyelids. He looked over to Kaegan before turning toward the beam of the flashlight.

He hesitated a moment, like a dog unwilling to leave its bag of biscuits that it wasn't supposed to have, but eventually stepped over the jug of water and went outside, and in the direction Kaegan told him to.

His eyes refracted the light much like any other animal's, though he tried to hide it by simply keeping his face out of the light.
After about ten minutes of walking, Bornes stopped and turned toward Kaegan. His posture was rather slumped. It was clear the hybrid was exhausted, but it wasn't because he hadn't gotten enough sleep.

"Where are we going?" he asked.
He expected to not get an answer, but wearily studied Kaegan's face for it anyway.

Bornes didn't fight the push. He was being herded off like some sort type of cattle and he knew it. He just didn't know where he was going. He had a feeling wherever it was, it wasn't going to be good.

He grunted as he turned, continuing to walk forward with Kaegan behind him.

It was hours as they walked. Bornes had slowed his pace, but Kaegan kept him going along until the sun began to rise. The hybrid would be blind in about thirty minutes. In pain in an hour.

He bit his tongue for a few moments, surveying his surroundings. Absolutely nothing everywhere. He was ******** and he had a feeling this sort of devastation was what Kaegan had been looking for.

"Nobody can survive without food or water for two weeks," he said softly.
"Maybe one and a half, at most. Without water I'll die in five days, probably less."

It was a statement of facts. Bornes was hoping for some sort of sympathy. He had a feeling he wouldn't get any, not from Kaegan.
But at this point, there couldn't be harm in asking.
He'd be in pain for twelve hours regardless if it included another kick to his gut or not.