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Matthius would figure out where they were but he wouldn't tell her. He could feign ignorance for a long time if he needed to, as long as she wasn't good at reading people. Then there was the fact that she had been trained for these situations. She had been difficult to capture but now as he watched her he had a feeling of what it might be like to be her, threats of capture nearly every week (or day.)

"I'm truly sorry that you have to go through this," he said in an incredibly sincere voice that he wouldn't have been able to fake if he tried. "I know it's hard when you're parents have something important and everyone takes it out on you."

"That was yesterday," he responded dully after looking at the watch on his right wrist. He was left handed so whenever he wore it the 'proper' way as most people did it irritated him. "It's four in the morning at the present moment, or a little after if you want to be specific. I didn't come through right away so I don't know how long we've been here."

He was studying her expression and trying to figure out if her apology was genuine. She was probably attempting to think of something to get out of the situation. "I accept the apology by the way and I don't blame you for retaliating. All of the people I have been commanded to kidnap have struggled. There was only one who didn't struggle, she complied so easily that it scared me. She was the nicest woman I had ever met."

"I never figured it out," he said calmly. "She treated my like a person though." He sat down near her, leaning against a wall as he spoke. He almost seemed to be in a trance and concentrating on the one thing he could remember from all his assignments. "Sorry..."

He was studying her now, the features that lined her face. He needed to remember it and he needed to remember how she acted. He always wanted to know people but it seemed too distant to be possible. He looked away finally and walked a few steps away from her.

Matt couldn't look into here eyes either at this point because he didn't want her to see his expression. The silence was beginning to feel strained for him after she had finished talking. He'd never actually connected with a captive before, or anyone for that matter. He'd always distanced people and the words he'd said, the way he was connecting with her, was bothering him.

There were footsteps on the stairs and a boy appear, probably about the age of tweleve with a relaxed expression. It was Matt's cousin, the one that didn't really seem to fit into the family. He was the quiet and serene type but always visited the captives to keep them company or make them smile, if only for a moment. His hair was a light blonde and his eyes a stunning blue. He smiled when he saw them.

"Hello Matthius," the boy said. "Hello miss, I hope you aren't too uncomfortable down here. Matthius may seem a little cold at times but deep down he's a really nice guy." This drove Matt into a blush and he looked away, acting like he was furious with his cousin.

"Now, now don't be sarcastic," the boy said. "I don't know you though so I'll introduce myself. My name is Simon, I am Matthius' cousin!" He was grinning at the moment as if he was proud of it. He could see Matthius was getting mad, but than again that was why he came down here. He loved seeing the captives because he wanted to comfort them, but the best part was torturing Matthius with is sincere caring attitude and exuberant girlish side.

Matthius clenched his jaw for a moment before forcing himself to relax. He hated the brat for the most part, but he knew that he couldn't let his eotions show. He turned to look at Izzy and then to Simon. He paced slightly before bringing a chair over and sitting down on it.

Simon walked up to Matthius than and hugged him around the waist. He still had a ways to go to catch up in height but he could easily torture him this way. Matt jumped slightly and then glared at the boy. He hated it when people hugged him, then again he hated it when people touched him (in a caring or sympathetic way.) This was the main reason that he'd never had a girlfriend.

"Simon, don't touch me," Matt growled as he tried to pry his cousin off of him. When he succeeded he pushed him a way and stalked into one of the darker corners of the room to fume over what had just happened.

When Matt had gotten a hold of his temper he turned back around. His face was expressionless now but when he glanced at Simon there was a mixture of annoyance but also care. It was a mixed level of trust between the two and their relationship was odd.

"Why did your parents let you com here," he asked suddenly. "Do they even know you're here?" He remembered what he hadn't known where they were a while ago, but Simons' presence confirmed his suspicions. Maybe he should help Isabella escape, that would be more interesting.

"Yeah, Seattle, great place to live," Simon said in a sarcastic tone. "Why would I tell my parents I was coming here? Then again why wouldn't I?" Matthius looked shocked for a moment before relaxing. It was annoying to have the kid around but he loved him as a cousin. "Well Simon," Matthius said. "Now that we've concluded that you're here for no real purpose would you like to leave? I have some business to deal with at the time." The two were silenced after a while before SImon burst out laughing.

"You're ridiculous," Simon said with a laugh. "You just want to flirt with her and keep her all to yourself. You're silly."