Corwin noticed the man looking at him, and when his eyes landed his chin, his cheeks turned slightly red from shame. The blue eyes saw that this person had some hair on his chin, and deep inside, it made his gut twist with envy. Even if looking at it made him feel like crap, he couldn't deny that this man's facial hair looked in his opinion, truly magnificent. 

He just made a forced grin while shedding a figurative man tear. 

[I]If only some of us are that lucky...[/I]

Being too distracted in his own self-pity, Corwin's hand had unknowingly zoomed right past Jessie's onto the shackles that bound his wrist. Honestly, it was just him being troubled by small things, yet again. The stiffness in his grin waned upon remembering his duty and "image" he was to uphold as example to the lower ranking agents. 
"Forgive and forget those who don't mean harm" has always been one of his personal mottos.

Gripping the shackle, a small string of symbols flowed Corwin's mind as he said one word, "Unlock."

Slight pressure can be felt in the air as the metal beneath the red gloves glimmered with a faint yellow light. A metallic clinking can be heard as it unhinged beneath the magic influence. After letting go, the chains immediately fell off, dropping off the sides of the bed with a clunk. 

"I thought you'd be uncomfortable in those." he reasoned quietly, quickly pulling back while shifting his eyes onto the metal box atop the table, "I know I'm being pushy in asking right after you woke up, but back to my previous statement; do you remember anything before you blacked out? You're not so much in trouble as we are trying to investigate something that's been made more urgent than needed. Let's just say, my partner just has a few... issues."

Corwin said the last words in a fearful hush, leaning in as to make sure only he could hear.