There was a quiet, gravelly<i>"Hm."</i>as she reacted the way she did and deep iolites were on her face. Man they were intense. Like they could see so much more than just her features. "Relax." His voice was deep and raspy, like he rarely used it. "I can't have you jumping at everything that sounds vaguely reminiscent of captivity. It's unpleasant." He pointedly dropped the shackles on the floor as if to make a point about the noise and then turned to leave, clearly expecting her to follow. He obviously had no intention of picking up the discarded metal at her feet as he carelessly tossed the key at the auction team and slid his hands into his large sleeves.