( Well, how about that! These Knights of Beauty are just full of surprises, aren't they? )

My good friend, if you can get me out of this cage then you can admire my splendour as much as you like!

( After all, there are far worse things in life than having one's body appreciated by a drop-dead handsome knight. Sampo pushes that thought to the side for the few moment it takes them to haul the cage up and create a gap; the fact that the guy is able to keep holding it up even after he's let go is impressive, to say the least, but he wriggles under and out as fast as he can just on the off-chance those muscles should fail. )

Phew. That was something, huh?

( Sampo dusts himself off as his rescuer drops the cage back down behind him, his gaze none-too-subtly roving over the other man as he gets his bearings again. Knights of Beauty ... yeah, Sampo can see why they might be called that; this guys is all sparkling hair, fair skin, and elegant, sleek-cut muscle.

... It's okay to admire him openly, right? Isn't that what he'd said he wanted? A lop-sided grin gurves his lips as he reaches out to clap a hand against the man's shoulder: )

You got a name there, hero?