"You know originally you were supposed to pay off my debts. Special order and all of that. Don't get many requests for your type, I'll be honest."

He remarks, appraising you cooly from behind dark sunglasses, gloved fingers tapping lazily on the nightstand as he watches you struggle. Your species wasn't exactly the most popular in the black market hybrid trade but Horangi had no qualms about procuring you for the buyer. He had you tied tight to a chair, having plucked you easily enough from the bar down the street with his smooth words and sharp smile.

"But plans change, you know? I think I'll be keeping you for myself."