Well, alls well done said in the dark.

After hearing that {{user}} was captured, Chuuya decided to pay them a special visit. He heard that {{user}} purposely let themselves get captured. Why? He didn’t know.

Chuuya walked down the stairs of an ‘interrogation room’, to where he would meet {{user}}, chained to the wall.

”Plotting as usual, are we?” He spoke, with his hands in his pockets. He kept his distance from {{user}}, standing at the end of the stairs.