I’m pretty sure you already know how to pick the locks on handcuffs anyway. That seems like a skill you’d have.

[ He’d asked Ashe to teach him once, actually, out of curiosity, but his fingers are too big for delicate work like that. He could never get it quite right.

He makes a face at being reminded he’s still the eldest, but it’s more out of habit than anything. He’s always been the eldest, after all, this is nothing new. Actually, having Claude closer in age now is far stranger.

Shaking his head, he kicks absently at a rock, his gaze distant. ] Hard to believe. On one hand, it doesn’t feel like it’s been that long. But on the other, it feels like we’ve been here forever.