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To his surprise, the small figure that approaches him is far from anyone he’d expected to run into inside this cabin. He wrinkles his nose as he studies the small girl. Did she live here? Did the man from earlier know she was here? Vyra doubted she’d be able to offer much of any help, but he could try; no one else seemed to be checking in on him anytime soon. He opens his mouth to speak but pauses at the sight of her neck. Nerves spike and butterflies flit about wildly in his stomach, but Vyra pushes past his curiosity and decides it better to get right to the point.

“Hello...” Golden eyes peer down at that young girl, regarding her with interest. “A... ah, a man put me up here.” Vyra shook his head and the collar clasped around his neck rattled quietly. “Can you help me?” The question sounded odd aimed towards such a small child, but right now that’s all he had to work with. “Do you know if... if maybe there’s a key somewhere to these chains?” He wriggles his restrained wrists for emphasis. “So I can get out of these...”