His tone was calm and persuasive, grounded in logic. It made sense: if he were to relieve himself in his pants several times a day, the room would soon become unbearable. Besides, they had to keep a close watch on him; they couldn't risk him escaping, and having to deal with the stench would essentially be a form of self-torture.
They had also forgotten to search him for money earlier.
The thought stirred something in the kidnappers. After a brief, whispered consultation, they agreed.
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