"Doesn't really matter. Hahah," his words, they're bitter-edged and cutting. Because oh does it matter. It matters far more than he'd initially known, not just a renegade researcher, no, but something infinitely larger than that, something more. He should have been told. He should.
But no matter. He rolls his tight-packed shoulders, ridding some of the remaining ache in him from being bound and forced into stillness for so long, before he begins to cross the distance to the door. If they're really going to attempt this, then may as well get it overwith.
He doesn't turn as he responds, the words carrying easily enough in the small space of this prison cell.
"Zollner Neubauten, Mayor of this festering city, renegade researcher from the Below, in possession of one of the Kerberos Spines," this time he does turn, just slightly, a glance back over his shoulder, "should he give a command, I'll be compelled to obey it whether I want to or not."
you're fine! <3
But no matter. He rolls his tight-packed shoulders, ridding some of the remaining ache in him from being bound and forced into stillness for so long, before he begins to cross the distance to the door. If they're really going to attempt this, then may as well get it overwith.
He doesn't turn as he responds, the words carrying easily enough in the small space of this prison cell.
"Zollner Neubauten, Mayor of this festering city, renegade researcher from the Below, in possession of one of the Kerberos Spines," this time he does turn, just slightly, a glance back over his shoulder, "should he give a command, I'll be compelled to obey it whether I want to or not."