[ There's a moment of sinking in, of the weight of this stranger's statement to fully absorb before Sidon rises to both feet, hands clenched tightly at his sides. ]
Hostages? Explain. Is she still in danger?
[ A heavy pause. Sidon leans in now, voice dropping to a rough whisper. ]
sidon is too pure for this
Hostages? Explain. Is she still in danger?
[ A heavy pause. Sidon leans in now, voice dropping to a rough whisper. ]
Do you have something to do with this?