"Right now, if you please," he gestured for her to stand and then rose himself, holding the door open and offering his arm as he led her down passages to the cell entrance. At the moment, Pietro was the only occupant and was in the first cell. As usual, it appeared empty, and Magnus stopped with Regan, feet away. "Pietro, stop for a moment," he requested, eyes bright with anticipation. If this was successful, it would be the relief of such a burden. It meant no damned collaring of his son, no keeping him locked in the manor, having him at his side and useful without suspicion.