Kiley sighed and rolled her eyes as Simms studied her. It was gross and creepy, but she figured he knew that. She was already feeling chilly, despite the heat coming in from the vent, but she didn't want to shiver in front of him. If he wouldn't give her her clothes back later, she would just have to get creative with her blankets.
When Simms offered the handcuffs, Kiley scowled. She reached for them with one hand and shot him an annoyed look. "Seriously? What do you expect me to do? You're fucking ten feet taller than I am. I'm not a fucking ninja," she said before shoving her clothes through the bars at him with her free hand. Kiley put the handcuffs on, though kept them loose enough that it wasn't uncomfortable. "Can we go now?" she asked, shaking her hands, and the handcuffs, at him.