"If I say I like you too, then what will you do?" Baron Jason tilted his head slightly, while almost all of his expression was filled with gray from the lack of lighting. He waited, remembering what he wanted to do after arriving at the prison.
"W-what do you mean?" Even Tania thought there was something wrong with her hearing, or maybe she was dreaming. But what she was seeing right now was too real, too lively.
"I know you're not a stupid girl." The tip of his index finger brushed her lower lips, pressing gently as if to make them concave. "You must understand what I mean." As his face drew closer, his breath brushed against her, stinging through his warm breath, which clashed with the cold temperature of the prison.
Moisture that comes from mossy walls, and dirty soil seems to harbor more bacteria. All of this exacerbated the conditions of the prison, which was now filled with a musty and rancid smell.
