[Margaret's perspective]
While Brand was silently working on his own, he looked at me after hearing my question and whispered, "No, their ropes are so rough that I almost managed to break them!"
Seeing this, I fell silent and lent an ear to help Brand listen for any sounds outside the room.
Fortunately, no one came during that time, and Brand quickly untied the ropes. He knelt on the hay and slowly crawled toward me, and only then did I fully see all the wounds on his face.
"Oh my God, Brand, how could they beat you like this? Does it hurt? How could these beasts be so cruel to both you and Lisa!" I said with furrowed brows and a pained expression, looking at Brand with compassion.
Brand was helping me untie the ropes around my wrists. After hearing me, he gave a light laugh as if to soothe my emotions.
He nonchalantly said, "It only looks worse than it is. I'm not in pain at all. There, I've untied your ropes. Remember to hide when they come in later; don't let them see you!"
