Seven had the persuade his own Vessel not to tell Rolanda about what had happened on the tall bench... Whisky was pretty stubborn enough to even decide to listen without any additional item for a plea...
It was after they had entered his room that Seven decided to persuade him with a benefit, and he knew that he would have to give Whisky something with a higher worth than what Rolanda had offered...
"Whisky..."
MWWW!
"What?! You keep disturbing me...! I will tell Auntie Rolanda and that's final!"
"How about I treat you to some rich steaks in the VIP cafeteria?" Seven offered, a reassuring smile on his face.
MWWW!
"No, thanks. Scratch that."
Seven's jaw fell immediately after that rejection, as he slightly rose in rage.
Mixed with the anger were frustration and fear, as he knew that Whisky was surely going to reveal what had happened.
Whisky was insanely stubborn.
He knew that.
