// int. ashton's cell, unknown room - day. 8th april. @sadavang
Ashton felt the cold steel locked around his wrists, heavy metal around his ankles as well and the moment his was left alone in the cold dark room, he tugged at the restraints, feeling the resistance from behind him to the wall, enough slack to move around the room. Instincts kicked in, Ash having been in situations like this more than he wished he had, and eyes darted around trying to find something, anything he could use, have leverage, anything to get out. But there wasn't a desperation to his subtle actions yet, knowing he needed to bide his time, Sada can't be far away once Devan left the room, likely to call for her here.
Instead, he simply stood in place, feet grounded as his hands by his side tried to touch the rim of the chain locks, immediately dropping any form of action the moment he could hear feet shuffling outside the door. a turn of a few locks, a swing of the door, and ding dong the bitch is here. Ashton only looked up to challenge her gaze straight once, jaw clenched and deep blues glaring coldly to the woman now stood in front of him. "..I find it hard to believe you had these just lying around all this time."