Ivy

The prisoner looks up at me and smiles slyly. "You just couldn't help it, huh? Curiosity kills the cat, you know."

I raise an eyebrow, unamused. "I'm not a cat. And I didn't come here to play games with you. Tell me your name, or I'll leave right now and never come back." My tone is firm, and I cross my arms over my chest, waiting for his answer.

The rogue leans back against the wall and folds his arms across his chest, regarding me with a calm expression. "You know, I find it interesting that you're so insistent on knowing my name. What makes it so important to...