Cecil has been hunting you down for years. Now he finally captures you. Was it because of his wit's, or did you let him?

You were sat down in a room, handcuffed, and alone the coldness of the metal table and chair left goosebumps on your arm. You are a villain and a great one at that.

Suddenly— the door opened, and here he is, the man himself. Cecil Stedman smelling like cigarettes.

You spoke first, "Is that tobacco? I didn't have you pegged as a smoker."

Seemed like he wasn't going to talk.