[Evil Tink]

Solomon raised his brow grabbing Holden's waist and lifting him up and turning around so they were switched in position, "I thought you would've learned by now to be careful around stairs Holden." His hands lingered a moment, a pained look on his face, "You don't get it Holden. I don't have a choice! Whether it's you pressuring me or not! I have to do one or the other, or kill you. Personally, I don't want to do any of those things, but I suppose, doing the one that will cause you the least amount of pain is the only thing I can do. After all, how can you miss something you don't remember..that you 'never met'?" He shook a moment, quickly removing his hands and shoving them into his pockets before Holden could notice..maybe.

He shut his eyes tightly, his stress levels only increasing by the minute. "If I refuse any of the three choices, not only will they kill you anyway, I wouldn't put it past them to put me on that list as well. I don't want you to suffer because of me. I should've never told you about myself and my kind. We both would've been better off..." He opened his eyes, glancing at Holden before turning away, hiding the fact that tears were starting to roll down his cheeks.