Rebekah was bored, to be honest. The chains, normally a human torture method, were more than ineffective on her, since the pain was from holding their own body weight but her strength came not from her own body but from the eldritch energy in Asgard that flowed through her blood. Perhaps in a decade she might start to feel tired but for the moment the chains were more a hindrance than anything else. She'd been hanging for a few days, alone, and she had taken the time to go over her speech with Prince Thor on why she should stay on Midgard. Or at least why there should be Asgardians on Midgard once again, with all the new looming threats that Asgard has even fretted over occasionally. She wasn't paying much attention, but still she shouldn't have been surprised when suddenly Ryan Blaze was standing in front of her. 
"I am perfectly fine, whoever decided to take me, however, will not be as soon as I get my hands around their scrawny little neck." Rebekah sounded bored almost, like she was stating a well known fact. She did however, wake up when Ryan was pushed across the room. 
"Well that wasn't very nice." Rebekah said, about to kick him when there was this awful scream and she froze, twisting in her chains to see that Ryan had finally morphed into Ghost Rider.
"I don't know about you but I'd listen to the demon hunter that's on fire. Just a thought." Rebekah informed her captor as she started to pull herself up on the chains to get out of the way. She had heard about his father, and what he could do in this form and she didn't want to hinder him or get herself hurt because she had no question about the pain those chains could inflict.