Strange Attire

"Theo, I think it's time for you to tell me clearly..." Damien started, his voice hesitant. "What's going to happen to me from now on?"

"From now on?" Theo asked, looking slightly puzzled.

"I mean, how am I supposed to spend my time here? Are you planning to do experiments on me or something?" Damien asked, the nervousness creeping into his voice.

He realized that up until now, he had just been assuming the worst—that they'd subject him to painful experiments. Theo had never actually said anything like that, though. Maybe they genuinely intended to protect him.

If that were the case, then he had just said something really rude.

"Well, yes, at first that was the plan," Theo replied. There was no black mist around him—he wasn't lying.

Great... super reassuring, Damien thought sarcastically.