Jumping up, Anthony managed to grasp the rung and pull himself up the fire escape. He was slightly winded form the morning's experience, and he sat on the edge catching his breath. "I... I think from here on you should lead the way..." Bobby spoke to him from the landing above him with a more than a bit of reticence. Anthony mused that that was probably how the kid survived, avoiding the surface and staying in the sewer. Cathing his breath he moved up to the boy's level, and pulled from his bag a can of tuna and a spoon. Wrinkling his nose, he opened the can and began spooning the fish into his mouth. Looking at the boy, he asked, "You hungry? I've got some more food in here. 'Sides you don't have to worry, I know the street better than the sewers."