Asran chugged the water getting the meat down. Then paused to breath out relief. Astoria’s words made his revealed mouth twist with anger. “They did more than just kill her... The things they did to that poor child, I can never unsee. It’s a reason why I hate you humans. Just because she wasn’t a human she was treated worse than shit,” he said. Cattle in that time had more worth than most people. Astoria’s idea did bring a light bulb on in his head. If he could save the children bring them with him. Protect them build a city around them to keep them safe. To use his power so they’d never go hungry to protect them from following the same path as their parents. “I can do that,” he said. “I even know a place already. Just need to clear it of some weeds first.”