Waking up in handcuffs? Not always the worst sign possible but not the best either. Usually he could tell when it was going to end well, he usually had a pleasant memory of sleeping in a bed. Not in a space ship with an annoying chattery lunatic. Being restrained for anything other than bondage was just not worth it. He liked his freedom, to move and do what he needed to do. Like put that bastard Doctor bloke down for clearly drugging him. With an annoyed sigh, he hauled himself upright the best he could, looking forward and--

Oh fuck. What a day. First he got shot at, then he met another one of Jack's ex's and now it was this. Locked up by Captain Morality. "You know, time was handcuffs meant only good things between us. Have to say though, this is a little overkill."