Hero watches the Sidekick across the table, the air thick with tension- the only sound filling the room was the bouncing of Sidekick's leg- "Cut it out."
Silence. Sidekick's eyes bore into the metal table, throat dry with anxiety.
"Awful habit of yours- really is."
Sidekick just rolls their jaw, seething with anger as they desperately try to push it down but it was no use. The handcuffs sit heavy around their wrists, slightly biting into their skin.
"You must be wondering why you're here, hm?"
Sidekick doesn't look up but they can hear the smirk from the bastard ahead of them.
Hero leans forward, hands clasped and resting against the table, "But something tells me that you already know..."
Sidekick shifts anxiously in his chair, "Hero, I sw- I swear,,, I didn't... I didn't tell villain anyth-"
"Shhhh, Sidekick, that's not what I asked, is it?" "N-no.."
"No what?"
"No sir..."
"Attaboy, I think your time with Villain has worn off your training."
"No.. nono please-"
"Hush, Sidekick, you'll only make this worse.."
