Arren didn't deny that, despite how reckless he seemed, he didn't really have any survival instincts when he was outside. Well, perhaps he could last in this chase, provided that he had some money on him.
Yet, Arren had nothing on him. Since he was escaping in urgency earlier, he never bothered to think about his condition. Only after he was out of danger for a while did Arren's stomach begin grumbling for food.
After all, Arren couldn't even fully eat their lunch, and that was the last meal he ate. Not to mention, he was on some drugs, which weakened his senses and made him weak.
Even to this point, Arren still felt his body's condition was not great. Despite that, he needed to keep going. If not for Auntie Mildred offering him shelter, Arren could only wander and persist until he found a solution to leave the city or contact Spade.
