Annalise watched nervously as he pulled on her chain, her eyes wandering his face and body. If only he wasn't so attractive, she cursed to herself. She flinched as his hand brushed her skin, his body warmth considerably higher than the air around them. He felt almost feverous, but Anna could see no trace of madness in his eyes.<br/><br/>To his request, Anna blushed softly and nodded. "I hope you can forgive my rudeness. But in situations like this, it is easy to forget how to properly introduce yourself," she responded softly. "My name is Annalise Morthorn. And you, my savior?" she cooed playfully.<br/><br/>Annalise sighed pleasantly to the click, reclaiming her arm quickly once it was freed. After a moment of clear thought, however, she froze with questions. "How... How did you unlock it?" she asked, realizing the latch and chain were still perfectly intact. She held her other hand by her side, realizing the situation she was in as she was still chained to the tree.