Sorcha turned her head once to look at Grass Eyes, she did not understand why he would let this happen, however this was marginally better than being in this slinking box. What were the plans of either of them. The metal man had said she could work in the stables, but he now was lost in his conversation with Autolycus. This was more than confusing to her than more that had gone on.<br/><br/>Of course Sorcha accepted the bonds so far, after all she escaped most that had been placed on. Though the gag was unpleasant once free from these chains she would, be rid of it. The collar too troubled her but as she felt so tired, well rather less aggressive and relaxed there was little fight there. Even when she struggled it was worthless for now. The pict did however gag when the chain was pulled, a muffled noise of perhaps pain passed from her mouth, perhaps it was a howl. Why had Grass eyes let this happen? was he in bonds too?  For not all bonds were visible.<br/><br/><br/>Of course the pict tried to pick up on the words that flowed from both men tried to understand the emotions but it was not easy, these people were so different. It seemed though that even the metal men could allow tears. That was something she did not understand. They were always so cold like the metal they wore.<br/><br/>She swallowed many times trying to get used to the collar as the door of the cage was finally opened. Of course the woman struggled in her bonds and tried to speak. She was still nervous, especially as Grass eyes had allowed this, perhaps he might explain later why. The Collar was the worst thing, it made sorcha feel that she had no breath.<br/><br/>At least though even though her legs did not seem to work entirely well she was out of the place that smelt so terrible, so vile. She did stand a little shakily. Feeling more than a little unsure and woozy.<br/>