True. The bars are worn and bent from their slow decay. [A page is turned, hands flat against the table, her head turning to another book.] But if you're not careful, those bars that are more easily broken might turn on you and become unexpected blades that can pierce through you.
[As was always the case whenever you trapped an animal in a cage. Be it a bird or dog, if you let the cage rot the bars could be bent and chewed, abused until freedom was within reach. But unless the creature was careful, they could easily get hurt during the process. Killed if they didn't get the bars right in their dash for escape.
Elena makes an audible huff, shutting one of the four books on the table and pushing it to the side, dismissed. His question earns a pause, her back straightening as she turns just slightly to look back at him. There's a hint of a smirk, knowing and amused.]
That wouldn't be my call, now would it? I'm merely offering an alternative idea for our current predicament. What you choose to do is entirely up to you.
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[As was always the case whenever you trapped an animal in a cage. Be it a bird or dog, if you let the cage rot the bars could be bent and chewed, abused until freedom was within reach. But unless the creature was careful, they could easily get hurt during the process. Killed if they didn't get the bars right in their dash for escape.
Elena makes an audible huff, shutting one of the four books on the table and pushing it to the side, dismissed. His question earns a pause, her back straightening as she turns just slightly to look back at him. There's a hint of a smirk, knowing and amused.]
That wouldn't be my call, now would it? I'm merely offering an alternative idea for our current predicament. What you choose to do is entirely up to you.