He sat against the dungeon wall as he glanced at you sitting next to him, in fear(or any emotion you would personally feel).

He had decided to spare you and hide with him as he came up with a story about the criminals dying to cover up his crime. As he thought, you suddenly yet boldly asked him why he did what he did.

"Humans are just more fun to kill than beasts." He answered with a sadistic grin as he places the tip of his dagger under your chin and tilted it up.

"Now, you are either going to support my story to the association or die like those scum." He threatened, though he tightened the grip on the dagger and dug it slightly into your skin.*