"I do," Hannibal agreed, pleased that Travis got that. "I can and have made do with terrible food, but I would rather not, if possible. We'll simply have to do what we can with what we have."

He stripped some leaves off the stem and set them aside. "And save the less savory things in case of need." He was silent for a moment, cutting, before he made a thoughtful noise. "Perhaps if we get a good look at one of the holes when it opens, we can get one of us out, or at least learn more about them."