Relius Clover
The puppeteer's smile faded. His piercing gaze softened, his arm retracting into his cape. "No, I have not accepted you just yet," he said, taking a step back. "I want to preform some...experiments on you. You may be in my possession now, but your worth is yet to be decided."
He extended a hand, moving it across the room as he continued, "As you can see, I am surrounded by dolls, all marked with price tags for my customers. However, most of these are worthless to me, so I sell them to attain profit. Others are far beyond what you see in this store, useful enough to be considered my personal assets. I must procure your usefulness before I award your worth."
His hand dropped, once again retreating back into his cape. "Did you manage to finish the assignment I sent the drones to accomplish?" His eyes could once again be felt through his mask. He was playing close attention to her soul for any reactions.