Glowing amber eyes peered back from a shaggy mane of black hair. A girl with dark auburn hair was staring up at him, cheerfully inquiring about the weather. "We're inside," he stated flatly, his voice deep and rumbling. He obviously didn't pick up on sarcasm very well.<br/><br/>August's eyes scanned the room again, skipping over the younger male and the metal man, though he paused at the girl that was pushed in recently. Her hands were bound with cuffs. August reached back with his organic arm, gently grabbing the redhead's arm and dragging her with him over to the handcuffed girl. He stared at her for a little bit, then reached over, pinching the ends of the chain, and pulling it apart, snapping it as easily as if it were a toothpick. He straightened up, still staring down at her with a blank expression.<br/><br/>"I go by August."