Generally, blushing kids did not make Raidou feel the need to buy them an ice cream cone. But apparently this kid was special. He scrubbed his non-bloody hand briefly over the teenager's hair before he stopped to think about it and tossed him a bit of advice instead. "Soft toilet paper will be your best friend," he said matter-of-factly, and turned his attention back to the second manacle. The lockpicks twisted, scraping metal, and then that beautiful click went up. The steel separator bar clattered to the floor.

Two cuffs down, two more to go. And that collar.

He didn't think about bruises, internal or not. Kaito's little emotions trick was already doing a number on his focus, Raidou didn't need to add to it. He'd think about the unfairness of sending out kids--teenagers or not--to lie back and think of Konoha when he was home and the distraction wouldn't get them both killed.

"Good friend of mine's a seduction expert," he added, breaking one of the ankle cuffs. "He swears by a decent bubble bath. Gets you clean and it'll do good things for any aches..."