"Before I answer that, answer this: Why so desperate to retrieve that girl?", she opened her eyes and looked at him. "Who is she to you?", it was a curious question, and all she needed was a reason. Plus, she needed to know. "What's your name?", she then asked, finding herself staring. 

After hearing the name, it slowly came to her, and somehow, she felt as if she had heard it from somewhere. The brunette found herself making a half-smirk. "Short for William, is it not?", she asked, becoming a little impressed. "A good, strong name for a young man", she nodded at the thought before making a frown. He will take that as a compliment, no doubt. But she will most definitely wonder on why he came so persistent on rescuing this damsel. However, upon hearing his offer, she continued to narrow, almost to see if he was being true to his word. 

"Well, Mister Turner, my name is Vivienne Black...and my mind’s been made up. Just how do you plan on getting me out?", Vivienne then wondered if he had a plan, giving herself leverage on standing, though she made the same wince to the injury from yesterday. If she considered, this young man would be useful on the contrary, and he might even be worth sparing. 

"The task of rescuing Miss Abigail will not be easy, and therefore, if you ever wish to see her alive, you will listen to me at all times. In return, if this deal runs smoothly, you, and her, will walk away, safely. Do we have an accord?", the brunette reached out her hand through the bars, waiting patiently for him to seal it.