"So, you're fine with what's going to happen?" He tilts his head in the opposite direction. By the Gods, he kind of wishes he didn't state the obvious that some of the prisoners were probably going to die.

Nero breathes out a small sigh. The elf wonders if Martin would feel so empathetic to the other prisoners, but it doesn't seem likely to him. Not because he thinks that Martin is some asshole, but like, he doesn't see much reason to care about someone just because their situation's shit.

"Seriously, are you fucking these people? Is that why you're so upset about the idea of them dying? I promise you... outside, you'll find plenty of nice sweeties that'll be more than happy to settle for you."