Wyn had half expected her not to respond. He was in no position to make her tell him anything, after all, but give a response she did, though it was rather vague. She wanted to protect him? There must be a reason why she took him by force instead of approaching him with a warning about whatever he was in danger of. It was likely that she did not want him going to the police for protection, which would mean that this 'revenge' she was planning was probably illegal. The fact that she had anticipated his unwillingness to go along with whatever she wanted to do gave him a really bad feeling about what was to come, but he fought to suppress his apprehension as he continued to assess the situation.

A data chip? He remembered that his biological father had been involved in some questionable stuff, but he had no idea what exactly, and he was certain that the aforementioned had not handed him anything close to what could be considered a data chip. He then thought back to that parcel - that must be it. He had not been in contact with anyone or anything related to his original identity since he took on his new one, until recently, and some stranger snatches him off the street right after that. If there was any possible way out of this, he should at least try it. He was pretty good at putting up a façade, due to more reasons than one. Just act dumb - it was worth a shot.

He rolled over, leaning back against the partition between them, but he was still right next to the grill meaning they could still hear each other. "Protect me? You know, for a moment there I thought you actually cared about me, but why would you? I don't even know who you are, but you seem to know me. Unless you don't because you have the wrong guy. My father never gave me any sort of data chip as far as I know, and I've hardly seen him since I started university."