Trevor's appetite was insatiable, good food was hard to come by. He wasn't exactly starved back home but he wasn't exactly rolling in coin either, so he took what he could, when he could. A drink would have been better but something about beggars not being choosers comes to mind.
Oh, he has a surname alright, just not one he wants everyone to know. It comes with a price or well, he assumes it still does. No, he can be just Trevor for now, after all, for all he knows, it's the fact he's a Belmont that he's been locked up in the first place. With the basket on the ground so close to the bars, Trevor digs his greedy hands into it. Pocketing a few snacks for later.
"No." He said between chewing. "Took one bloody look at me and tossed me in here. Ignorant swine." Clearly out of the loop of things and feeling a little insulted by it all too. Trevor could be bloody useful! They made the choice, locking him up like a dog in a kennel.
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Oh, he has a surname alright, just not one he wants everyone to know. It comes with a price or well, he assumes it still does. No, he can be just Trevor for now, after all, for all he knows, it's the fact he's a Belmont that he's been locked up in the first place. With the basket on the ground so close to the bars, Trevor digs his greedy hands into it. Pocketing a few snacks for later.
"No." He said between chewing. "Took one bloody look at me and tossed me in here. Ignorant swine." Clearly out of the loop of things and feeling a little insulted by it all too. Trevor could be bloody useful! They made the choice, locking him up like a dog in a kennel.