[ Oh, James isn't arguing with that. It was definitely the smart move, which is more than James has expected so far of most of Finn's men, so he has to commend them for that. They'd have to be really fucking dumb to let him continue to roam about freely, and honestly he can't fault them either for the few blows they landed on him, under the pretense of dragging him back to Finn's quarters with slightly rougher handling than usual.
He doesn't complain about it, though. He's never had any issue dealing with a few scrapes and bruises, and it's certainly not the worst he's had to survive through.
His head tilts up as Finn reaches out to touch him, a line of tension making his spine straighten, lips parting in the faintest trace of surprise, before it all settles back into a neutral expression. Despite the circumstances, he still finds the attention weirdly flattering, but above all else he's pleased to learn something that he could use to his own advantage. Wouldn't be the first time.
The shackles then loosen promptly from around his wrists and neck, and he realizes Finn's used his unique abilities to release him. Eyes going down to his hands, he rubs around his own wrists, lingering there for a while before he finally pushes himself to his feet, wobbling only briefly due to having been on his knees for so long. ]
You've got ships there. Seemed like my best bet.
[ Clearly his odds weren't the greatest, but it's not like a better opportunity was going to present itself. He's close to becoming a slave to this Sith Lord as it is, he had to take his chances. ]
Where did you go?
[ Asked as if he's in any position to demand information. ]
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He doesn't complain about it, though. He's never had any issue dealing with a few scrapes and bruises, and it's certainly not the worst he's had to survive through.
His head tilts up as Finn reaches out to touch him, a line of tension making his spine straighten, lips parting in the faintest trace of surprise, before it all settles back into a neutral expression. Despite the circumstances, he still finds the attention weirdly flattering, but above all else he's pleased to learn something that he could use to his own advantage. Wouldn't be the first time.
The shackles then loosen promptly from around his wrists and neck, and he realizes Finn's used his unique abilities to release him. Eyes going down to his hands, he rubs around his own wrists, lingering there for a while before he finally pushes himself to his feet, wobbling only briefly due to having been on his knees for so long. ]
You've got ships there. Seemed like my best bet.
[ Clearly his odds weren't the greatest, but it's not like a better opportunity was going to present itself. He's close to becoming a slave to this Sith Lord as it is, he had to take his chances. ]
Where did you go?
[ Asked as if he's in any position to demand information. ]