Setup
Three Konoha shinobi were in the room with him.
Ibiki Moreno, Konoha's interrogator, the man he expected to face,
A Yamanka clan member named Inoichi whose purpose here was obvious,
And an old spider of a woman, wisps of grey hair drawn up in a bun, skin thin with age, Koharu Utatane.
He wasn't quite sure why she was here.
Which clearly meant hers was the most important voice.
Standard
It was a standard, uncomfortable setup – sparse furnishings, Moreno seated between Baki and the door.
Yamanaka stood watching.
Utatane sat nearest the door.
Moreno poured water from a pitcher, ice clinking into the sole glass on the table.
Taking a long drink, "Would you like something?"
"Yes."
"Inoichi, see if we have… juice."
Baki smiled.
Subtlety done.
Someone had been to Suna.
Someone had done their protocol homework.
Enhanced
I just need to know you're telling the truth now…
Exhausted, Baki couldn't count the times he'd answered Ibiki's same questions.
Abruptly, "Enough," the first word Koharu uttered.
"Yes, ma'am," Ibiki's tone deferential.
Was that it?
They were finished?
"There is just one more thing," she added.
"We require assurances this won't happen again. A single hostage should do, one of the three."
Steely eyes met his, "You decide."