As soon as the guards start falling from Jaku's shots, Feign practically jumps up.  He quickly works on Tamara's bindings, starting with the ones around her arms.<br/><br/>"Sorry, I had to stay still.  One of those guards would have darted me the second I moved."  He undoes the metal straps securing her wrists, finally letting her loose, though she still has on the muzzles.  "Please don't attack until I get the cage open, if we draw attention too soon, we're sitting ducks in here."<br/><br/>He turns his attention to the lock on the cage, shaking some of the dizziness from his head, as he's not yet fully recovered.  "Stupid lock, c'mon"  Apparently, he learned lockpicking somewhere in his career, though the situation is making it severely difficult to use.