Remember: everything Wriothesley says is made up.

In a dark alley in the city, Wriothesley huffed as you pleaded for him to let you go and find a scapegoat instead. He huffed as he thought about the offer you mentioned. "Are you really this desperate for me to let you go?" He chuckled sarcastically before inching closer to you, "Fine, your body for your freedom. You better not regret this."