[He's not sure what he's expecting, honestly. Something flashy. Or something more obvious than the chains just snapping. But he won't complain. He jumps, when it happens. Who wouldn't? But doesn't call out, doesn't panic beyond the initial twitch of surprise.]
[Slowly, he lifts his hands. Testing them. Seeing how well he can flex his fists, how well he can move with the added weight. It's not much, but something, some old buried reflex, tells him he should try. Just in case. His eyes flick up to Vyng.]
Thank you. [The quiet, heavy sincerity in the words is almost tangible. He can't really express how important not being chained up is. If only because of how foggy his memories are right now.]
We just need to get the door open... I think we can surprise them. Get to a lifeboat.
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[Slowly, he lifts his hands. Testing them. Seeing how well he can flex his fists, how well he can move with the added weight. It's not much, but something, some old buried reflex, tells him he should try. Just in case. His eyes flick up to Vyng.]
Thank you. [The quiet, heavy sincerity in the words is almost tangible. He can't really express how important not being chained up is. If only because of how foggy his memories are right now.]
We just need to get the door open... I think we can surprise them. Get to a lifeboat.