It took a second for the gentle words and soft tone to penetrate her panicked haze. She blinked slowly, trying to focus on his face. "Sammy?"

Sam wasn't... supposed to be here. He could get hurt if he was here, but she'd been hoping to see him, hadn't she? God, she was confused. She whimpered softly as he worked the cuffs off, skin raw and bloody where she'd jerked at them. She barely felt it now, as cold as she was, but when she warmed up it was going to hurt like hell.