"What a bunch of jerks if ya don't mind my sayin' it." The pressure from the rope on his wrists tightened and then suddenly let go altogether with a snap. He sighed from behind the recently freed man and ran a hand through his hair. "It'd be rude to just leave these folks, don'tchya think? Hmmm I don't have a shovel, but I might have some matches and lamp oil..." he started patting the front of his jacket in search of the mentioned items, brow furrowed in concentration. It was starting to get lighter and hotter and sweat gathered at the edges of his hairline