The somber atmosphere pervades the confined cell as the weight of the situation hangs heavily in the air. Hanzo's scowl deepens as he listens to Ferlin's words, his trust in the man evaporating with every passing moment. "Just because my brother adopted you, it doesn't mean we're family, kid," Ferlin asserts, his tone tinged with detachment. "Besides, a client has paid a substantial sum for Alistair's release. Whatever they need him for, it's none of my concern, and certainly none of yours." Unwilling to place any faith in the dubious information Ferlin imparts, Hanzo glares at him, an unspoken warning beneath his scowl. "Watch your words," he retorts sharply, his voice laced with a dangerous edge. The sound of the key turning in the lock reverberates through the cell, and Ferlin continu