Hostage Situation

"I had to cook for the rest of the orphans," Owen continued. "I was raised in an orphanage by a very kind woman, who taught me how to cook. I wasn't good at it, nor did I like it. The only reason I did it was because I found out the woman was starving herself.

There just wasn't enough to go around. She grew weak, too weak to cook, but someone had to do it, even if the others hated me for how bad a job I was doing.

She was the only one who smiled when I made something, and the only one who cried when I was taken. Gwen, she smiled too. It was like she…" His voice trailed off and he shook his head. "Does that answer your question?"

"What was her name?" Olpi asked.