Her lips curled in humorless satisfaction at the sight of the shocked frown upon his face, an unpleasant glee that did not fade even when her captor set off into a gale of laughter. Unknowing of what he called to his companion, she endured his laughter, her jaw tightly set.<br/><br/>The finger that he extended by her face was tempting, her gaze dropping to it, and she prepared to make a snap at it when he abruptly turned and yanked upon the chain, making her stumble in actuality in the clasp of the hard manacles, falling to the dirt and cobblestoned street.<br/><br/>She moved instinctively, twisting one shoulder in to absorb the worst of the impact with a grunt, and shouting at the man from her suddenly prone position.<em><strong>"Mother curse you and these fool chains as well!"</strong></em>