I shouldn't be out here. It's illegal just to leave the District limits. And I'm hunting. If I get caught...but I have to, don't I? It's that or starve.

I throw the fish into my bag and head home. An odd style of transport, but I can't let them be seen.

"Please sir. I need food." Rasps the old beggar man. I plan on walking past, but I slow and hand him a fresh fish. He looks at it and something lights in his eyes.

I head home. The best moments are those where you give from your own need.