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As his hand reached through the bars are her, reaching for her cheek running his gloved hand along her cheek before tilting her chin up towards him. He could only smirk more as she blushed even deeper her face becoming a hot red. He couldn’t help but let out a soft laugh of amusement. He could see her fighting to smile the corner of her lips twitching ever so slightly. He then let his hand leave her skin in a slow and snake like way before telling her how she was drive men wild with her innocent ways. She was not just naïve, innocent but young. He couldn’t help how young but surely young enough. However, when he brought up that point she smirked at him, as if trying to show her toughness a laugh able think and that he did.

It was then that he waved her off and told her no threats would sway his mind set. He was after all only in this for the money. He ignored her try at saving the conversation they were having. He may have been bored out of his mind, but that didn’t mean he was going to let some little girl wiggle her way into his mind. She may just be some little human girl but women were tricky creatures on their own. Feodor wasn’t stupid enough to get caught up in them without a good get away.

 He worked his way back to the stairs before sitting down like he had before his back pressed up along the wall his feet stretched out along the step. He was in the middle of pushing his hands behind his head when she spoke again. “Wait please don’t go. I hate the quiet, do….do you have anything to drink?” He couldn’t help but glance back towards the cell she wasn’t able to see his core body but his feet, but he could see her fingers wrapping around the bars as she clung to them. She had figured out not to hit them, or it was dump luck. However, he leaned back with a sly smile letting his hands come behind his head. “You’d trust a criminal enough to take a drink? Or do you think I’m stupid enough to leave long enough for you to come up with some sort of plan to get away?” He mused slightly amused. 

He started to whistle softly again to himself as his one foot bounced a little as his legs crossed at the ankles. However, he stopped before smiling darkly. “If I perhaps come up with some sort of drink for you, whatever could you offer me for something like such?” He mused in his care free tone. Playing with her mind for a little before he had to tone out all four girls would at least give him something out of the hell he would have to deal with.