wishful thinking apparently. you’d think by now he would have known better or given up on that already. it’s always a battle of wills between them and he’s too rebellious to keep his mouth shut. “well since removing them is out of the question, maybe you should consider putting me on a longer leash.” it might not make him any more cooperative but it’s worth a try, isn’t it? “or is that too much to hope for?”
“i could also throw you back in the pits. where you belong.” harsh words, but one’s that needed to be said. “you’re here as you amuse me. the moment that ends… is the moment you find yourself on an even tighter leash and trust me, caleb. you should fear what i have planned for you down there.”