"I'm not sure how things used to work here. Right now there's not enough people to worry about it. Maybe fifteen, and a lot of them are kids." He didn't seem to include himself in that category, despite obviously still only being a teenager himself.

"If you don't want to fish, you can clean the school, or try to clear some of those vines." He gestured to the wall of thorns that surrounded them, before pushing a hand against the door to the school. "Food's this way."