[As the other man returns the favor, all Vyng can do is watch, transfixed by the sheer strength that goes into crushing the chains like they're made of brittle wood.]
Woah, thank you. [He rotates his hands and rubs his wrists to get any stiffness out.] Man. That looked so fucking cool...
[He blinks. How did he know his cellmate could do something like that? He must have known, right? Why else would he have asked instead of just assuming he'd have to do it himself?]
[Well. That's something they can piece out later. Once they've gotten their booty off the ship. So for now, Vyng draws to a stand, pushes his long, thick hair back...]
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Woah, thank you. [He rotates his hands and rubs his wrists to get any stiffness out.] Man. That looked so fucking cool...
[He blinks. How did he know his cellmate could do something like that? He must have known, right? Why else would he have asked instead of just assuming he'd have to do it himself?]
[Well. That's something they can piece out later. Once they've gotten their booty off the ship. So for now, Vyng draws to a stand, pushes his long, thick hair back...]
[...and is totally nude.]