He titled his head to the side. With his hands tied bahind him to the pillar he was unable to protect himself if need be. Sayomi frowned at the man's reply not liking how true it was. It made his heart ache with the memory.<br/><br/>"Life isn't kind," he stated softly before sighing sighing and licking his chapped lips. His eyes fell to the canteen the other had at his side. What he wouldn't give for a sip. But his pride made him too strong to outright ask for some, "What are you doing...?"<br/><br/>He swayed on feet from exhaustion as his vision blurred and he sagged once more on his restraints as he had done most of the night. Panting breath raked his small form. He was barely five and a half foot tall.