Seren awoke in a bit of a daze, as someone kicked him, not quite registering it at first as his eyes were a bit distracted by the divine breasts swaying in his face, no skimpy elf arm able to contain such glory. "Is this my reward in the afterlife?"<br/><br/>It quickly registered on him that he was wearing the rags of the prison and still manacled as he cries out in outrage, "Wait a moment... You kicked me, where do you get off treating a prince like that!" Seren's hands were at least manacled in front of his body, the guards wanting him to be able to feed himself if nothing else.<br/><br/>He was still a bit disoriented from the crash however, and the fatigue was only now hitting him as he stumbled to his feet, needing to hold onto a bit of wreckage for support, Tiff was already dressed and moving away by the time he fully gained his sense of balance. "Get back here!" He isn't even acknowledging the other two prisoners as he stumbles after Tiff not yet used to moving in his restraints.