Travis hopped down from the crate with a minor thud on the ground. His eyes glancing towards the cameras on the wall. Wondering if they were watching the two. Wondering if they wanted the two to escape or if they were sending someone to lock them back down. Regardless, Travis wanted out of this room as quickly as possible. Moving to Cam he took the tourist pin from him and began to very carefully try to work the point around the cuffs. It took him a minute or two before the pin even found the opening for the key but once it had he pushed it in and very carefully pushed each pin back until he felt the metal bands around his wrist begin to loosen.<br/><br/>Once done he ripped the cuffs off with a clatter but did not immediately throw them away, deciding to keep them. They could be useful should they catch one of the fuckers who took him and his brother to where ever they were currently. Travis quickly tore off the oversized shirt he was wearing, suddenly worried that the dirt and blood on the bottom weren't his own and the thought of wearing a dead person's clothes did not comfort Travis. He would rather have no shirt at all. But he kept the shirt as well, tucking one end in the hem of his jeans along his spine in the back over his ass. Keeping it as they may need to use it later as well, Travis was prepared for anything and everything could be useful. Travis didn't mind his body in the least and with just his brother around he didn't feel self-conscious at all. Finally, he went to Cam, turning him around as he began to work the pin into Cam's cuffs. It was much easier now that he could see what he was doing and it took less than a minute before Cam's cuffs fell free.<br/><br/>"We should move fast, I don't like the idea of being watched. If you wanna check the other two crates, I'm going to start prying off the vent. Maybe check the other two crates? Could be something else useful in them." Travis remarked as he moved up atop the crate again. His fingers digging into the hem of the vent. His muscles flexing as he began to slowly pry each corner free from its bindings.