- That much is clear... - Zeikin sighed, closed his eyes, and pressed his thumb and index finger against the bridge of his nose. - That's not an answer to the question. Look, I have a mutually beneficial offer for you. You're those... what's the word... masochists, right? The ones who get turned on by suffering. So, you tell me where your other cells are located nearby, and we'll come and play with you. We'll inflict suffering on you. How does that sound?
Lin glared at the prisoner with disgust.