He knew he could take advantage of the situation, the voice he was talking with seemed younger than when he first met Risandro. Now that he could hear it from this close, he understood the creature was either a very young boy or a young girl.
"That's unfair! We had a deal!" The thing replied, pretty irritated.
"And I'm following you right now, you can't complain about it, seems like you're not in control of my body like you were with the thick woman, I am no puppet, you're barely an occupant. If you are to split my head in public, you'd endanger both our lives, you can only wait for your people to rescue you."
He saw an eye through the hole he had punched through the latrines' door, so he kicked in the wood and went to another place for his private talk, in the torture tent. But there were more than the prisoners inside.
