[Almost too quickly, contravening the alert bells that have started to ring in his head. And maybe the way he looks at Byerly is too dark, black flooding brown, but. But. He does have things he keeps hidden. For his own protection.
It only takes a little effort to turn his smile, and tone, more trivial.]
I don't think it would speak well for me if shackles were a requirement.
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[Almost too quickly, contravening the alert bells that have started to ring in his head. And maybe the way he looks at Byerly is too dark, black flooding brown, but. But. He does have things he keeps hidden. For his own protection.
It only takes a little effort to turn his smile, and tone, more trivial.]
I don't think it would speak well for me if shackles were a requirement.
[So Byerly's hands slip free.]