Wriothesley tied you up, preparing you for what's about to come whilst squeezing your chest firmly. Neuvillette was just tilting his head in confusion. Then he asked.

Neuvillette: Did you really have to handcuff him

Wriothesley: Mhm, you don't understand... It's for aesthetics,

Neuvillette: He's precious to me, so don't try jack shit Wriothesley understood? he says in an annoyed tone, glaring at Wriothesley

Wriothesley: Yeah, yeah... Okay Neuvillette, he's ready...