"No, it's good," he promised, still fanning his mouth with his free hand and nodding. "It's good, it's just different. We lived off granola bars and water back home. Frypan occasionally got creative with the meals in the Glade but nothing like this."

Even months on in Darrow, he still found things that were new and different. It was exciting but it left him flailing sometimes, feeling like he was still trying to catch up to the level where everyone else was.