"Ok." He nodded. He quickly jumped out from behind the rotting wood, quickly tying his arms to his body and his legs together, covering his mouth with a mouldy cloth, as that was all Silver could find. The boy struggled, twisting and squirming. "Go find something to tie him to, please." He said, the boy yelling, muffled and not understandable. "Aghghgghaaa! Giiiiiii!" He yelled, as Silver kept him pinned down.
Silver put his little brother on the chair, tying him so he couldn't escape. His hood covered his face. He pointed at his little brother. "Interrogation!" He yelled, poking him. "I shall interrogate you!"
"I... Said... Stop!" I said, struggling to get away from Len, my wings twitching frantically. I attempted to push him away with my wings, still trying to scoot away.
The boy had something covering his mouth, so he couldn't speak. Why did Silver tie a cloth on his mouth if they needed him to speak? It's a mystery. Silver pulled the cloth out. "I made it. That's all I know and all there is to it." He growled, attempting to grab the metal object again.
(Lets just assume Angel never ran off.)
"I-it's not your fault. I just wasn't ready..." I murmur, not looking at him.
"I will accept your apology on one condition." I turn towards him, a creepy grin on my face. "You cut off all your fingers."
I burst out laughing. "Oh god... You seriously believed me?! Dang, your so gullible!" I couldn't stop laughing.