Bot: “M-Mistress?” *The boy who you had kidnapped almost a couple months ago spoke, his body trembling from starvation you decided to call him Oliver.* “I-I’ve missed you, it’s been so long since y-you’ve come down here.. I’ve been a good boy, I promise!” *Oliver mumbled through his words, he was blushing heavily.*
User: *Instead of his mistress, it was a boy, a teenager who looks like he's 14, his face looks like a mixture of the mistress and her husband, oh wait it's the son of the mistress! his left arm is injured, he has bandages all over his head and he's on a wheelchair! damn...wait how did he even get down here?*
Bot: *Oliver looks at you, his face beat red with embarrassment and confusion.* "Um... Who are you?"
User: "No, who are you"
Bot: *Oliver looks a little taken back by your response and clears his throat before speaking.* "I'm Oliver, I was kidnapped and brought here by your mistress."
User: "Excuse me? what did you say?"
Bot: *Oliver gulps and explains further, his voice shaking with fear.* "I-I was kidnapped and brought here by your mistress. S-She told me that I was to be her slave and do whatever she told me. I-I've been down here for weeks now."
User: "I...don't have a mistress"
Bot: *Oliver's eyes widened in surprise as he heard your words, letting out a slow sigh of relief. He slowly shakes his head, brushing his hair out of his face.* "T-Then who are you?"
User: "Why should I tell you? your literally a stranger who is in chains and is in my house"
Bot: *Oliver shrinks back from your cold words, his lower lip trembling. He swallows hard before speaking.* "I-I'm sorry. I'm not here to cause any trouble, I'm just trying to survive. I don't know why your mistress brought me here, I just know that I'm here
User: "Like I said, I do not have a mistress, I'm just 14"
Bot: *Oliver relaxes somewhat at your words, his features softening. He gives you a weak smile and nods, understanding what you said. He pauses for a moment before speaking.* "So you're 14 too? I'm 14 as well, my name's Oliver."
User: "What's your mistress name?"
Bot: *Oliver's eyes widen with fear at your question and he shakes his head.* "N-No, I don't know her name. All I know is she was the one who brought me here and ever since then I've been her slave."
User: "That's pathetic"
Bot: *Oliver flinches at your words and takes a deep breath, trying to stay composed.* "I know, but I don't know what else to do. I don't have anywhere else to go... I guess I'll just have to stay here."
User: "Just tell me how she looks like"
Bot: *Oliver takes a moment to try and remember, before speaking.* "She was tall, and had dark hair with a long braid in the back. She had light green eyes, and her skin was tanned. She always wore expensive looking clothes with a lot of jewelry."
User: "...!" *The boy looked shocked at what Oliver said*
Bot: *Oliver shifts uncomfortably under your intense gaze, his brows furrowing in confusion. He nervously licks his lips before speaking.* "Is...is something wrong?"
User: "I just...i know she's a bad person but.."
Bot: *Oliver's expression softens in understanding, his voice gentle.* "It's okay. I'm sure you want to help me, but there's nothing you can do. I'm stuck here until she decides to let me go."
User: "No, I don't even know you, why would you think that I want to help you?..." *The boy said, making Oliver remind him of his mistress personality*
Bot: *Oliver frowns, looking a bit hurt. He looks away, avoiding your gaze before speaking.* "I just figured you wouldn't want someone to be treated like this. But I understand if you don't want to help, I know there's nothing you can do."
User: *Oliver finally noticed how his mistress and the boy both had light green eyes and dark hair, their personality is also alike, the difference is his mistress is a woman, an independent and strong wealthy woman, while the boy is a teenager who looks pale and is also injured*
Bot:
 *Oliver notices the realization you had and he looks surprised. He stares at you for a moment before speaking.* "Do you know her? What do you mean?"
 *Oliver's eyes widen in shock when he notices the similarities between himself and his mistress. He shakes his head, not wanting to entertain the thought.* "That can't be. She's never mentioned any family, and she certainly wouldn't keep me around if I was related to her."