Tony nodded his head, "Yeah... Slave..." he said quietly, wiping the tears away that had fallen from his eyes with the sleeve of his jacket. "And no, I wouldn't capture you..." he said again, quietly. Sniffling, he continued to wipe the tears off of his face until he had calmed down. Sighing, he leaned his head back against the tree. The storm had stopped, so now it was just some drizzling. "I'm telling the truth to you, Roslyn...  I'm not like them, I wouldn't do that to anyone unless forced to. And you know, I try to dig my way out of so many things... I think I've made enough holes in my life to fall through..." He could feel that it was getting a bit cold out due to the storm. So he took his jacket and draped it over Roslyn's shoulders, giving her a small but broken smile. Then he looked away, staring ahead of him at the woods and trees.<br/><br/>"So, yeah... I belong to the Glacier gang as a slave. I caused some trouble for them one day. I was riding my motorcycle near the canal, you know? And this truck, it had a bunch of their drugs in it that they were smuggling... I... My motorcycle kind of went haywire and drove in front of them, and they turned right into the canal, lost all their smuggled drugs down the canal, gone and of no use..." he told her. "Then they beat me up and tried to drown me in the canal... Eventually they came up with the solution of using me as their personal slave..." Tony slowly lifted his head to glance at Roslyn, a 'I'm sorry' look was on his face.