It wasn't working! The chain rattled, as Xaria bashed away at it- But she'd only managed to dent the metal, before the rock glanced away from between sore fingers! Biting her lip, she went back to the hairpin- The silver resilient enough not to be bent into uselessness, but too clumsy to properly pick the lock, with! She'd try again...Even as she heard the minotaur approaching, the sound of hooves making her shiver, involuntarily, with her own excitement. If this didn't work...She'd probably spend the rest of her days flat on her back...But now,<em>why</em>was the thought so tempting? A sudden urge to throw the hairpin away, and just *submit* tingled through her...If she couldn't find a way to free herself, that was probably what she'd do, without hesitation...