Reynard turned around when the door was opened, quickly picking up the cuffs and holding his hands behind his back appropriately. He'd no desire whatsoever to find himself restrained again.

His eyes narrowed as he recognized the newcomer, mostly upon noticing that obviously everyone was treated nicer than him. The door fell shut and he lowered his hands again, letting the cuffs fall to the ground. With an arm wrapped around Robin's waist, he leaned against him, pretty much just draped all over him.

"I don't know, but it sounds like the set-up for a joke. Perhaps they hope we drive each other mad."