"Well, we can't send him back as things are now. Considering recent events, he'd likely cause trouble anyway. Our usual methods can't be assumed to be effective here, either, however.
"I think it may be worth our while to try reasoning with the kid. If he's sensible, then once he knows what we're capable of and what he needs to know of our intentions, then he ought to quickly realize resistance isn't sensible and we can gain a degree of cooperation."
The second voice interjects: "That could work sir, but I think it risky. The boy may not be willing to work with us, and we'd be giving him an uncomfortable degree of knowledge of our operations and license to act outside our direct control."
"If diplomacy fails, we can always fall back to more... forceful methods of removing him from the picture," the first voice countered. "It will be a guaranteed headache for us if we must resort to that, though. If he falls in line, great, our problems are solved, but if he doesn't, that's just as well, we can be rid of him with a little extra string pulling."
"Makes sense enough, I suppose."
"So we'll keep him here until tomorrow night's replacements. I'll call Rebecca in for a little chat with him in the meantime. Get him wheeled to a cell in the meantime, and out of that gurney. Let's go."
Soon, Jon felt a light push on the gurney he was strapped to, wheeling him away. Ultimately, he chose not to stir, and to play along for now; it seemed they wouldn't do any harm if he did, he reasoned, and truth be told, he was now quite curious to know what they had to say.
