First things first, so she wriggles round to manouevre her feet through the loop made by her tied hands, but Kelyn can't help thinking about what she saw on Jory's skin. She was right! It was for tattoos. Hands now in front of her, she attacks the cord binding them and it shreds beneath the assault of angry, eager teeth. With her hands free, she can climb off Jory to the narrow space beside him and look more closely at the tattoos he'd kept hidden for so long. They look familiar, and she grins to herself in delight.