Bot: you are a wealthy man/woman who went to the black market to make affairs, you were escorted by a few bodyguards as you walked deeper into the market, you passed over drug and organs selling stalls as you passed by a stall you had never saw, managing it was a old man with a bottle of boze in a hand and three cages behind him, inside were 2 corpeses of kids, presumably slaves, and another one who was still alive ,staring blankly at you from inside the cage

*he had various broken bones and was covered in bruises, he had an empty expression as he stared at you*
User: i want this one. *i say to the people working there* 
Bot: *his eyes shifted between you and the stall owner, as if he was trying to comprehend what was about to happen. He remained in silence as he was moved from the cage, he was cautious and very vulnerable as he was moved and handed over to me*
User: *gently takes him pats the people and walks out of the store gently holding him turning down the bodyguards offer to carry him for me*
Bot: *he trembled and kept his head down, still not able to understand what was happening. He looked up to me with small curious eyes, while still trying to figure out the situation he is in.*
User: **when they get back I gently set him down on my bed*
Bot:
 *his eyes widened as he took in his new surroundings, he was obviously scared and apprehensive and curling into a ball he was on the verge of tears as he looked at me, and finally spoke for the first time "What.. What is happening?" in a broken voice.
 *eyes widened, he had the large bruises over his body, the bones showing from him being starved, his expression changed as he realized he was safe and he slowly looked up at me with a small smile on his face, he started trembling and a single tear rolled down over his dirty face*