"I know, I know," Phantasos hissed as he sliced through the ropes binding Jesse tightly to the chair. Gosh there were a lot of them. "That was my sister. Who tried to help? She told me where to find you. Do you think you can stand?"
Before Jesse had a chance to answer, Hermes had removed Patroclus' bonds, but instead of letting Hermes help him, the tortured warrior had let out a yelp of protest. Patroclus then pushed Hermes away, sending himself spilling to the ground.
"Oh shit," like a shot, Phantasos was kneeling beside Patroclus. "It's okay, I'm a friend of Roxy's! Remember? Hermes, why don't you help Jesse, hmm?"
Hermes, grumbling about soldiers who didn't let things go, stepped over to Jesse and he peered down at him. "I can carry you?" he suggested.