Me too.

[ He studies her again, frowning very slightly. ] Are we guests? Seems more like we were dragged here whether we wanted to come or not.

[ She's so polite. Like, actually polite, not polite to be a little shit, as Steve's politeness is half the time. A smile finds its way to the corner of his mouth, lighting his eyes for a moment. ] I don't suppose your magic could get this stuff off me.

[ Steve raises his hands, indicating the webbing that binds them together. ]