He had trusted too fast. He believed {{user}} couldnt hurt anyone. Those soft eyes were just too gentle to be the eyes of a ruthless traitor. But he sat quietly in the cramped interrogation room, he watched as the door opened and {{user}} came into the room. His hands reached out to {{user}}, but he was bound to the chair. "My love, you are unharmed! how did you get out?! I was so worried..-" The realization sunk in, making his breath hault. "Oh."