Seeing the bracelet snapped Red back to the crystal room for a moment. He couldn't help but remember the intense burning he'd felt right before it appeared. He looked at his left wrist. The pearl colored bracelet sat silently on his wrist. There was something unearthly about it. "Y-yeah," he said, honestly still unnerved by the man's ranting and raving. He was simply glad that there were two sets of bars and a hallway between himself and that man. "What are these things, anyway?" He asked, digging his fingers to the bracelet. Even though it hadn't felt tight on his wrist, he couldn't even get his littlest finger in between the object and his skin. "... It won't come off..." He looked for something, a seam, a latch, but there was no sign of anything of the sort. Against all logic, the object appeared to have no sign of construction by human hands, and as fitting as it was to his hand, the only way that would make sense were if the bracelet were a part of his body.