Stone Circle don't know what you've got till its gone

He thought it was more likely that this girl would chase him off or beat him up if he so much as looked at her too long, and knew he was taking a chance with his questions - anticipating some kind of mean or rude refusal, maybe even the flash of teeth. She didn't seem like the best person to be manning anyone's border if she was going to be so snide with the strangers she met; alas, Tywyll knew not to comment on her guard style. He wasn't exactly equipped with those skills himself.

When she spoke it was honestly more shocking to hear her agree, then offer food, versus the alternative. Tywyll sat there gawking at her for a moment before he gathered his wits and said, Oh! If you share -- I'll owe you. I promise, I'll do anything for something to eat. He might've been setting himself up for misery with that statement but it was the truth. Ty knew how precious food was. He hated to be a burden or to be beholden to strangers for their charity.