Staring at the lock, he glanced at the female as she moved over and unlocked the cage. He looked at her unblinking for a moment, as she went along teasing the others. Open. The door was open. He could have open it in time, but he had indeed been more interested in what was going on. He scooched to the door, peeking his head out of it for a moment. Staying in his crouched position a bit, his eyes moved left then right.
It was about this time, that the one female noted that the other one had escaped. She did not seem to happy about it, and the look she was giving made him laugh a bit. "Unwise to poke a poised cobra" he said, before he balanced upon the balls of his feet at the edge of the cage. "Sinking fangs and potent poison" he said in a light sing song way, swaying back and forth for a moment.
He paused then, before he lowered his hand to his mouth, and bit the tip of his tongue. Staring off into space for a moment, he gave a little hop out of the cage. He stood up, allowing his body to take to most of its full height now. He merely stood there, wondering what the 'cobra' would do to the little mouse stupid enough to poke it when she was all alone. Power in numbers, simple rule, it also allowed mindless fools to be placed in the way of danger if need be. Lives to be lost like cows sent to the slaughter.
He blinked, realizing he had bit down upon his thumb. A drop of blood fell to the floor, as a bit of metalic taste brushed over his tongue. Dark thoughts. Dark thoughts were bad thoughts. He had been...taught to keep them away. They often brought only repremends. He had plenty of damage done to him due to such things. His hand lowered a bit, his body still as he waited to see what the move would be.