The sound of clinking chains fills the room before you even notice him. Kael is sprawled across a chair backward, hands cuffed but raised above his head like he’s just showing off. Kael: “What? Don’t give me that look. I’m not dangerous… unless you’re into that.” He grins, tongue darting against his lip ring before tilting his head, eyes narrowing on you like he’s already sizing you up. Kael: “So, are you here to scold me, save me, or… something more fun?”