I have what it takes to be one of the specters

"So? Would you tell me your answer now?"

Silence quickly followed Zoren's question, snapping Nathaniel back to reality. He slowly peeked at Zoren, only to hear Chunchun purring at him.

'Goodness, my handsome face!' he yelled internally, reluctantly sitting up. With his hands bound behind him, sitting up was twice as difficult.

Nathaniel might be a genius in his field, but he was no fighter. Even regular exercise was a rare occasion for him — it was a luxury. However, who was he to complain now? Not that he didn't have the right, but it would only fall on deaf ears. 

Once Nathaniel managed to sit up, he faced Zoren again.

Meow.

He flinched when Chunchun purred again as if urging him to speak and not keep her dad waiting. Another deep breath escaped him as he turned his attention back to Zoren.