[ Well, if he wasn't hostile and on edge at waking up in a strange place with a ball and chain around his ankle, he certainly is now. There is something about that voice he doesn't quite trust. ]
I'm not anyone's dear. [ He's ignoring the bit about the prison for now. He pauses, thoughtful. ] How do you mean? By who? I'm sure I don't need the type of "care" they're offering.
[ Yeeeeah, nobody who gets that excited about blood is ever good news. It's like a demon, almost. Kira is deliberately terse, and his tone is cold. ] That is none of your business.