"What were you, my son, doing in the Fort?"
Tension began to mount with Blake's thoughts pounding away at the back of his mind, his mental capacity beginning to fail him. as he stared into his father's eyes, all he could think about were the long lectures, sturdy rebukes, and constant curses that were going to be thrown his way.
The blonde boy, having no choice and physically incapable of lying due to his father's ability, took one step back, opened his mouth, and began to speak saying;
"I was caught?"
"For?"
"I don't know my charges yet." He mumbled while showing the cast on his arm and scars on his body. "I was unconscious at the time of my arrest in case you didn't know."
"Give me a good enough reason to believe the Police weren't looking for you," Otal continued, wishing to keep the conversation fast-paced and straight to the point. "What did you do or wrong or not do correctly?"