[ He has doubts but going hungry could drain him of his strength as easy as a drug, and with his senses mysteriously dimmed she might have a point about them doing whatever they intended on the way in.

He can eat at least a little. Matt gives in and takes a bite from his plate. ]

Tenth Street? In what city? Last thing I remember before I woke up in a room here, I was falling asleep in bed at the orphanage in Hell's Kitchen, New York.