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He hadn't noticed the woman before, she appeared young, and beautiful, her sudden awakening put him on a deceivingly calm alert. He hadn't thought to look for others, he had a sudden pain in his chest at the stupidity of it all. He would be silent a moment, ignoring her words, her eloquent words fresh on his mind as he considered them. And what did he know that she didn't? Definitely, nothing. His voice would be that of a proud young man, deep and yet soft, charismatic despite the sudden pressure he felt bearing down on the cell. "I'm not the one who kidnapped you, and I'm not looking for a ransom," He would lock eyes with the woman for a moment, noting her steely blue eyes, he would crack a crooked smile.

The pain would still be fresh on his body, more so following the foolish punch to the wall. He would scold himself for the lack of control, "As for who I am, Colten. And you are?" It would be said with sincerity and he would extend his hand with an air of confidence in an attempt to put her at ease. He was heavy at work planning, perhaps she could help in the escape of the cell, though her nervous antics and noble disposition, made him quite sure she didn't have the proper skill set for such a task.