The house was eerily quiet when Su-jin got there. It didn't look like anyone had touched any part of it that whole time. But he'd also smell the distant scent of burnt flesh which would lead him downstairs.

And that was where Silvio was. He'd found the strength to unchain himself but that was it. Apparently he'd fallen halfway across the room trying to get to the stairs. His wrists, ankles, and neck were blackened from where the silver had touched him the longest and there were horrifying red burns from the chains when they'd made contact with him in his struggles. All easy to see because he was fully naked.

Smelling someone was there, he flinched away with a growl to defend himself until he remembered that scent through the haze of exhaustion and pain he was in. "...Su...jin?"