Gansey's eyebrows shot up into his hairline at the scowl. He had to remind himself that the Phantom was not used to touching, that the Phantom was so often alone. Maybe the man didn't even like any kind of contact.

Quiet as he followed his captor to the library, he tossed all of his thoughts and questions in his mind. Who would choose to live down here? Yes, it was fascinating and beautiful, but it was also... very lonely. If Gansey was here alone he would have left to find someone to explore it with him. The darkness was quite advanced. The traps were dangerous.

Gansey's heart ached for the other man. Left alone in darkness, away from the rest of the world. Poor creature. What kind of life had he known?

Once they reached the library Gansey sat down on the couch, offering his wrists to the Phantom.

"I expect I'll be tied up, then?"