Friendless could not help but chuckle. "That is a goal I have. I would give up my freedom for a gilded cage if it meant a warm bed at night and regular meals." He was used to depending on himself though and obviously, he had managed to survive this long. And unlike a great many in his sort of occupation, he was pretty healthy (albeit malnourished) and had no scars or the like. He knew he was just lucky but he was pretty confident in his survival skills.