02-23-2018, 10:40 AM
Vyra snorts halfheartedly at the mention of a sleeping guard but gives nothing more. His gaze peels away from the girl, now presumably with a name, and levels with Reylan. He purses his lips, a slight frown quirking them after Essa had left. There went any opportunity of getting out of here unscathed, let alone escaping at all. Oddly enough, the comment regarding the sleeping guard put him a little less on edge; maybe they weren’t as strong and professional as he’d initially thought.
The shifter tips his head back, a hiss issued at the threat. “Whatever.” For a fleeting moment, he almost wonders if being put out of his misery would be a blessing compared to being shackled up here. “Take me off this wall, this is ridiculous.” The gentle tone he’d had with the girl was gone and back to its usual snappy and annoyed manner. “I just—“ His voice falters as does his expression, but he tries to sound confident yet. “I just want to lay down, is all...”
The shifter tips his head back, a hiss issued at the threat. “Whatever.” For a fleeting moment, he almost wonders if being put out of his misery would be a blessing compared to being shackled up here. “Take me off this wall, this is ridiculous.” The gentle tone he’d had with the girl was gone and back to its usual snappy and annoyed manner. “I just—“ His voice falters as does his expression, but he tries to sound confident yet. “I just want to lay down, is all...”