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“Then follow me, boys.” You signal them with your hand. “Oh, and.” You take the mouthpiece from the hostage’s face. “There, you can eat now.”
“…I appreciate it.” The hostage is happy to have his mouth free as he hops alongside you two.
“You get to decide what we eat too.” You give him a thumbs up. Sadly, he can’t replicate it back. “I can cook.”
“That right there is what I call a useful skill.” Rooke chuckles as you lead them through the stairs somehow.
On the way up to the 4th floor, the hostage asked to eat some sushi as his last meal. You’re sure he’s talking about this being his ‘last meal’ until his next one. What a strange sense of humor. Anyway, you knock on Xavi’s apartment door.
“Johnny…?” Xavi opens the door without taking off its chain bolt.
“Hey!” You wave through the gap.
“Your name is <span class="mu-i">Johnny</span>?” Rooke asks.
“Yeah.” You forgot you never told him! Maybe that wasn’t a good idea. “You’re not going to use that against me, right?” You know he has to be honest.
“Nah, not worth it.” Rooke doesn’t care.
“Who’s that?” Xavi wonders.
“He’s Rooke. Say hi to my friend Xavi, Rooke.” You point at Rooke, he tilts his head upwards. “And, uh, this is Rooke’s hostage.”
“Nice to meet you.” The hostage bows his head.
“He’s <span class="mu-i">what</span>?” Xavi’s eyes open wide.
“His hostage, it’s a long story.” You dismiss it, but… “Is it a long story?” You ask Rooke.
“Won’t be a short one if you wanna know all the details, that’s for sure.” Rooke chuckles.
“There you have it.” You smile.
“And he’s okay being a hostage…?” Xavi is not taking these answers well.
“<span class="mu-i">I wanna die.</span>” The hostage replies.
“…Of fun!” Rooke swings his arm with enthusiasm.
“Hmm… I relate.” Xavi sees something of himself in the hostage.
