[Kratos watches as Yuan unlocks the cuffs. His sight might be going where the written word is concerned, but his gaze is still keen, and more accustomed to observing finer motions than they used to be -- thanks to Lloyd, and Dirk, and his loom. He's fairly sure he can pick the locks, now.
[Freed, he sits up, rubbing his wrists, and swings his legs off the bed. Unlike previous days, when he rises this time it's without a wobble, and he moves easily toward the bathroom.]
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[Kratos watches as Yuan unlocks the cuffs. His sight might be going where the written word is concerned, but his gaze is still keen, and more accustomed to observing finer motions than they used to be -- thanks to Lloyd, and Dirk, and his loom. He's fairly sure he can pick the locks, now.
[Freed, he sits up, rubbing his wrists, and swings his legs off the bed. Unlike previous days, when he rises this time it's without a wobble, and he moves easily toward the bathroom.]
Where's the Chosen's group now?