...in a little bit of their food and water for Reaver, it was hardly enough. The situation wasn’t helped by the fact that Reaver sometimes refused their offerings, telling them to eat it themselves. Krogan watched quietly as Reaver paced around his cell. “Reaver, are you alright? You look…bad,” he finished bluntly. He received a mild glare from his Lord. “Terrific,” Reaver grumbled. The others watched...