[color=a2d39c]The lizard growls quietly. "If it wasn't clear by my appearance, I'm not most people..." The lizard tilted his head. "What are you on about? I'll let you go?" The lizard struggles against his cuffs again to make a point "I'm cuffed to..."

The lizard then goes about scanning the room looking for any sign that might lead to and escape route. He sighed upon finding none. He then tries biting at his cuffs briefly before conceding, knowing that the cuffs were there to stay. "Look I don't know you and you don't know me,
but someone decided to stick us both in a room. And whoever they are has to have a reason, so lets just stop and think.".

The lizard struggles weakly against his cuffs again, not liking the feeling of being restrained.[/color]