[Poggio]

Avery did not like anything about the man. The way he touched him the way he smelled. He let out a hissing sound. He saw this as his chance to escape. He clawed into the strange mans arm, kicking into his gut. There was enough wiggle room that he could escape his grasp, he would worry about his bindings later. He narrowly made his way past the man. Instead of going for the door he barreled towards the window hoping to break the glass and fly free.