[ Misha rolls her eyes minutely, then steps forward. She reaches for one of Aizen's wrists and flips the knife open to something thin and a little flimsy but sharp enough to wedge underneath one of the bondage loops. Even with years of practice, she can't completely erase the tension in her body. She does know, however, that trying to play it off just comes as even more suspicious and thus says nothing. The only sound she makes is the hiss when her attempts at tilting the knife to slice an entire seam ends with her finger cut down its length and a noticeable nick on Aizen's wrist. ]
... Sorry.
[ Thelma takes a look at Keramon and taps a claw against her lips, trying to ignore her intense desire to cling to Misha right now. ]
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... Sorry.
[ Thelma takes a look at Keramon and taps a claw against her lips, trying to ignore her intense desire to cling to Misha right now. ]
Your teeth didn't work?