She didn't let him take in the sights (however limited they were) for long.  The instant he turned to face her, Norea pushed him back around, towards the wall, towards the chains.  "Get on the ground," she growled.  If he was hoping for a window of escape, he was rapidly losing it.  The hallway he was scoping out was closing off to him more and more.  The doors they'd arrived through were beginning to close slowly, and the thunderous creaks echoed even louder in the small stone room than out in the corridors.  Norea reached out to the floor and picked up the two chains snaking out from the walls.  The ends of the chains were cuffed.  Three guesses where those were going.