Mizuki doesn't appear to have heard Niou, and dons a wide, smug smile as he twirls a piece of his bangs, oblivious to the slight shuffling in the wagon behind him as Marui pokes his head over the top, then crawls further forward to rest his chin on his folded arms, perfectly visible to anyone facing his direction, and watches Mizuki monologue over a gum bubble.

"Only I know where he is, and only I have the keys.... As you see, it's quite the dilemma for him, if I don't have my freedom. And, seeing as the king has relieved me of all duties, his care is no longer under my purview. Of course, I would be happy to make a deal to ensure his well being. But I'm not sure how I can trust any agreement put forth now, seeing what a backpedal you've done on our original one. What do you propose?"