[color=deepskyblue] August tapped on his chin lightly. He listened to the woman's words as she struggled with the door. He looked at the man that had been sealed. He was more involved with the figurative scenario. The speedster stood up once he noticed the door had opened. Giving a quick applause, he thanked the woman. 

	"Impressive lock-picking skill. Getting back to the matter on hand, I'm not sure all nobles are ugly. And you're avoiding the question," August mentioned. He stepped back when his ears picked up hostile footsteps and shouting. Before he could say anything, the woman played her sword and challenged whoever was in the hallway. 

	"After this, she totally owes me an answer," he sighed. He crouched down and slipped his hand under the man's armpit. Pulling him up to his feet, he smiled at the stranger. "Well, guess we better get out of here." 

	August held one hand out. "But one question, why are you the only one with the sea stone cuffs? The wall and door are made of the material anyways." [/color]