Leonard Swift
Leo hesitated a moment longer before pulling a pocket knife out of his pocket. He leaned forward, around the girl, to cut through the duct tape holding her arms in place. Once he cut through the tape, he leaned back and put the knife away, slipping it back into his pocket. He then handed her the plate and glass of water. When she asked her question, he knew it was an inevitable question, one any sane person who's been kidnapped would ask. "Trust me, it wasn't my idea." He said with a shake of his head. He's never done anything like this before, he'd committed hundreds of misdemeanors, stealing mainly. But this was his first time committing a felony. "I'm just a hired hand." He said simply, leaning back to look at her again, running a hand through his curly hair.
Leo hesitated a moment longer before pulling a pocket knife out of his pocket. He leaned forward, around the girl, to cut through the duct tape holding her arms in place. Once he cut through the tape, he leaned back and put the knife away, slipping it back into his pocket. He then handed her the plate and glass of water. When she asked her question, he knew it was an inevitable question, one any sane person who's been kidnapped would ask. "Trust me, it wasn't my idea." He said with a shake of his head. He's never done anything like this before, he'd committed hundreds of misdemeanors, stealing mainly. But this was his first time committing a felony. "I'm just a hired hand." He said simply, leaning back to look at her again, running a hand through his curly hair.