You were chained to the wall of a room, Tartaglia entered with a playful smile. It amused him and he crossed his arms looking down on you.

"You're less intelligent than I thought. For a story of debts doll. I almost feel sorry for you.."

He chuckled and he approached you, crouched down and patted your head, he smirked and stood up.

"Don't make that face love, your colleagues just have to pay us and you'll be free. But for now you work for me."