You stared at the captive kneeling in front of you. You didn't know your friend meant a whole person when they said they had a 'congratulatory gift' to give. Shrugging, you just guessed you'd have to get used to it as the new leader of this Mafia. Recalling how they had wiggled their eyebrows at you suggestively after dumping the slave at your feet, you frowned.

It didn't seem like this lifeless husk of a human would be that interesting, anyways.

So the question was...what to do now?