He massages his freed wrist, flexing it this way and that as he considers Victor's advice. It's not even that Rupert wanted to touch him, but the way Victor had avoided his hand was too much of a game to ignore.

"Good Lord, you're touchy," He observes with a laugh, his natural cheerfulness returning now that he's no longer trapped fast in Victor's hand. "Or not, as the case may be. Are you always like this?"