[ Petulant, he pouts. There's nothing in this world he'd like more than a tied-up and vulnerable Iorveth, yet these horrible men have found a way to sully even that. For one long moment, he looks down at Iorveth, eyes tracing the tightness of his shoulders down to the slowly but surely blooming rope burn across his wrists.
His voice is nearly inaudible when he whispers, ] Don't make a sound.
[ He shifts, angling his hands over Iorveth's bound wrists. Humorlessly, he notes that this is the closest they've come to holding hands in days. As his palms settle over the knots of rope, he says, quietly, ] Acido.
[ It's difficult to make the right hand gestures with his wrists tied behind his back, but he does his best, the muscles between his shoulder blades complaining as he flicks his fingers. For a moment, he isn't sure it worked. Then he hears it: the sound of acid eating through rope and flesh alike. ]
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This isn't the way I imagined having you tied up.
[ Petulant, he pouts. There's nothing in this world he'd like more than a tied-up and vulnerable Iorveth, yet these horrible men have found a way to sully even that. For one long moment, he looks down at Iorveth, eyes tracing the tightness of his shoulders down to the slowly but surely blooming rope burn across his wrists.
His voice is nearly inaudible when he whispers, ] Don't make a sound.
[ He shifts, angling his hands over Iorveth's bound wrists. Humorlessly, he notes that this is the closest they've come to holding hands in days. As his palms settle over the knots of rope, he says, quietly, ] Acido.
[ It's difficult to make the right hand gestures with his wrists tied behind his back, but he does his best, the muscles between his shoulder blades complaining as he flicks his fingers. For a moment, he isn't sure it worked. Then he hears it: the sound of acid eating through rope and flesh alike. ]