[ Don't expect much from him. Shouto doesn't give his opponents anything to work with, which ends in his favor most of the time, giving him no reason to alter his current course. Nea may have patience, but he's willing to bed it's a different kind than what it takes to deal with his brand of questioning. Where Allen was at least interesting to dissect, Shouto was not. Single-minded and purposeful, he presses on. ]

Did you put Allen to sleep?

[ Did you think he'd stop at twenty? Or that he would so easily stray from his objective? He's a trained hero in training which means three things for Nea. One. He won't hurt him. Two. He'll restrain him. Shouto picks up another strip of cloth with every intention of tying his hands together up front where he can see them. Three. He will bore him to death with a lot more inane (they're deep for him) questions until he snaps and starts talking. ]

Can you speak with him?

What does NEA stand for?

Are you a ghost?

Where you always inside of Allen?

Is Allen in danger?

Why do you have feathers?

[ And so on and so forth, every single one made with the same expressionless facade that gives nothing away, his tone serious. No, he's not pulling your leg, and no, he doesn't know that's an idiom. ]