Voodoo grunts as he takes his multitool off his vest. "I can work with that."

The rope cuffing them isn't the thickest or strongest - a few seconds with his pocketknife for each of them and it's a done duck. Voodoo moves over to Thomas, waving a hand in front of his face.

"C'mon, pal, show's over." A few quick snaps with his fingers. "Wakey-wakey."