Gritting his teeth as the sword-girl went through his things. Jerrick had his fuse lit, and so he went to put an end to the source of trouble.  He grabbed a belt and some rope from the piles that her entrance had made. As she went through his things he grabbed her shoulders and then tripped her over his leg.<br/><br/>"Remember that part about not being a gentleman", he told her as he fastened her ankles together with the leather. "Being that you're a sword and might not know better, I'll take some time to educate you."<br/><br/>Jerrick's anger overrode his professional caution. The platimun gray haired man was going to bind this sword, then teach her about cause and affect.