Chimera Fields apollonius

Karst knew to wait his turn. He had learned the lesson ages ago; no matter how hungry he felt, it was never his turn. Better to wait until he was alone to feast on whatever went spoiled and unwanted.

When the girl questioned him, his presence here, he was unsure of what to say. Sharing his weaknesses was not something Karst was keen to do; the truth rarely earned him pain, at least with Merrick, and so he leaned towards truth instead of the saving grace of any grand lie.

...was lookin' for things. To refill Evien's... my, collection. Karst verbally stumbled. Got... lost.

It was the truth, just not the whole truth. Being lost and starving was better than being enslaved.