"Hawk, please untie me!"
Somewhere in the dark alleys of Scualor 7, Rosa was currently tied up on the floor; bound to a large abandoned tire that was larger than her. She was kicking and struggling wildly, and yet the most she could really do was push the tire by less than an inch.
"Why are you even doing this!? What does she even want from me!?" Rosa then turned to look at Hawk, who was just standing guard in the alley with his arms crossed, "Why… why am I even asking? You planned all of this from the start — my fault for actually starting to trust you even though we've only known each other for a week! Untie me!"
Hawk, however, just glanced at Rosa before turning away.
"You Murcans are all the same," Rosa stopped struggling as she shook her head, "Lucian spared you and—"
