Handcuffed.

"What do you mean you're Kore?" she asked, trying to get him to let go of her face," You're scaring me" she whispered.

"Shhhh" he held her face tighter," Don't panic and listen okay?" At the word listen he shook her head a bit too roughly, but she tried to stay calm. Chiara cursed herself for cutting the microphone that Constantine had placed. She knew where the button was and wanted to find a way to switch it back on.

"Okay" she nodded, and he slowly let her face go," I am one of the Kore's" he said, chuckling at how confused her face was. He kissed her cheek and asked her to sit down which she did happily, considering that the remote was on the couch. It looked much like a TV remote but had a button to switch on the microphones and camera's. Constantine knew she hated Microphones and so gave her the opportunity to control its use.