She'd been staring off into the fire when the man jumped to his feet. It startled her and she jerked her eyes away to see what he was doing. Was he going to take her cuffs off, or try to feed her something else, or take advantage of her? The possibility of things that could happen while she was f*cking stuck here, were kind of endless. And it annoyed her, and depressed her. Both things not normal for Sophie.

But he was looking through a window. Had he heard something? Sophie strained to listen, too. She heard something, mumbling maybe, or a moan? She wasn't sure, but it didn't exactly sound right. Though, Sophie had traveled through so many dimensions, that she wasn't necessarily overly worried, nor did she think she'd be surprised.

He returned to her quickly, almost urgently. Sophie frowned and watched him expectantly. His instructions were lacking in explanation, and Sophie was insanely curious as to what kind of company they had out there that would tear someone up and... eat their guts. She shuddered at the thought. Was it some kind of animal? Cannibals maybe?

Sophie wondered if the two of them could actually work together long enough to survive, well, anything. Everything in her told her she needed to run away the second she had the chance, but, she also knew that without her powers, that would be rather senseless. She also knew that she wouldn't kill the man, and he should have found that obvious, too, by her lack of being able to shoot at him when she had the chance.

Finally Sophie nodded. She would do as he said for now, and play this by ear. She might not be doomed just yet after all. "Well, un-cuff me then," she said, probably not quiet enough, but obviously annoyed that she'd ever been cuffed in the first place, of course.

When he did un-cuff her, Sophie would rub at her wrists and push herself off the ground to adjust her over the shoulder bag. Then she'd frown at the sunburned wonder and cross her arms. "I'm not going anywhere without a way to protect myself though," she said, giving him a defiant look. And why should she?

Though it wasn't as if he'd let her die. She was pretty sure he'd get into trouble for that, probably. That prompted Sophie to wonder if the man was actually a good enough person to care if she died, had they been say, equals. If she wasn't his target, would he be someone that cared about her life? Anyone's life but his own?