Though he didn't flinch away from the touch, Waver didn't relax under it either, watching her eyes. There was something a little less tense and wary in his stare though, a little more curious, uncertain. He nodded and responded just as quietly, "All right."
He almost added thanks, and caught himself at the last moment. He refused to stoop to thanking his captors, even Devyn. It was a little bit of control he could still say he had.
When she was gone, Waver stared at the door for a few long moments, wondering if she'd posted another guard. There didn't even seem to be a lock. The cuffs were off. It was the least contained and supervised Waver had been since he'd been brought to this place. And yet... he was still completely powerless. Waver had no illusions about how well things would go for him if he tried to do something like sneak out and escape right now; he couldn't reliably use his magic, and he was weak and tired, even if his physical strength hadn't been laughable in the first place. Besides, there was nowhere to go. He had no idea what city or even what part of the world he was in.
He couldn't let himself think about it. There was no point.
Waver sighed and decided he would explore the room instead, this time more thoroughly than his first walkabout while Devyn had been watching him. For the first time in what seemed to him like weeks, he actually had new things to look at, even books. The beds were simple, but comfortable. He wished there was a window.
After a moment's hesitation, Waver decided to try looking in the suitcases beneath the beds too, more out of curiosity than because he thought he could find anything useful. Devyn wouldn't have left him in here alone with something like weapons stashed under the bed, surely.
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He almost added thanks, and caught himself at the last moment. He refused to stoop to thanking his captors, even Devyn. It was a little bit of control he could still say he had.
When she was gone, Waver stared at the door for a few long moments, wondering if she'd posted another guard. There didn't even seem to be a lock. The cuffs were off. It was the least contained and supervised Waver had been since he'd been brought to this place. And yet... he was still completely powerless. Waver had no illusions about how well things would go for him if he tried to do something like sneak out and escape right now; he couldn't reliably use his magic, and he was weak and tired, even if his physical strength hadn't been laughable in the first place. Besides, there was nowhere to go. He had no idea what city or even what part of the world he was in.
He couldn't let himself think about it. There was no point.
Waver sighed and decided he would explore the room instead, this time more thoroughly than his first walkabout while Devyn had been watching him. For the first time in what seemed to him like weeks, he actually had new things to look at, even books. The beds were simple, but comfortable. He wished there was a window.
After a moment's hesitation, Waver decided to try looking in the suitcases beneath the beds too, more out of curiosity than because he thought he could find anything useful. Devyn wouldn't have left him in here alone with something like weapons stashed under the bed, surely.