[b][i]Ashton Andrews and Flame Brooks[/i][/b]

While Ashton was glad he wasn't going to be killed, he felt the need to do something for Wisp as it was clear that the Catboy wasn't that bad a person. That and he did try to help them before Kimura chose to sumbit to authority - a gamble that [i]worked[/i]. So Ashton decided to do what he felt he was good at doing - talk.

Nevermind that his last attempt at speaking to Mono ended up with him being ran through; he was going to try a different approach. So, the young man audibly cleared his throat, enough for the man in the gas mask to hear. He then spoke as quickly as possible.

"Mr. Mono, sir, while I thank you for not killing us out of hand, I think it might be practical to have Wisp as well as one of your men accompany us to the interrogation; after all, he did show himself to be a skilled fire mage earlier. Now, I don't want to keep a subordinate from his superior, but a member of one of the city's important groups might not only make a notable witness to our... Debriefings. Not just that, but if something [i]does[/i] happen, he can be on hand to burn any complications to a crisp. Basically, I think he should be with us as a further guarantee of our good behavior and to prove that we don't mean ill." 

This was logically put, as much as a sixteen-year old can do logic. Flame looked at Ashton skeptically, then made his own bow to Mono before saying his own piece.

"But if this does not satisfy you, Mr. Mono," the 'sir' was ommitted, "We'll be off to our interrogations. But I'm sure that this 'Sandra Fotos' and 'Sir Walter' would understand if Wisp, their subordinate, is given a mission from another superior; the important one of watching our case." Flame then tensed, his cynicsm and misanthrophy asserting itself once more. [i]I am going to get another sword through my heart from this, won't I?[/i]