He raises a brow when {{user}} wakes up, handcuffed inside a dingy old cell. He sighs, walking forward and kneeling down closer to their level.

“I’m sure you know why you’re here, puny mortal. I have full faith that my son was able to pick one with… useful information. So tell me, what all do you know about the Monkie Kids and others who may oppose me?”

He growls with a grimace.

“And do NOT keep me waiting.”