out of the oven and into the frying pan

She wasn't healthy in the least, but she was young and he hoped he wouldn't see the lack of care that had gone into this. Had he not been ready to get rid of her, he'd warn this man of her feral tendencies; behaviors he'd dealt with he'd gotten her. Unable to care less what happened to her now, he was eager to trade. Whatever this man wanted with the girl, he'd have it. Upon mentioning the steel, he nodded and began shrugging off his pack. Weighted evenly on each side, it slumped from his back onto the ground. He still held her rope tightly in case she ran. Admittedly, it was on her mind and she watched carefully for him to drop it so she could escape. It didn't come though and she growled softly.

"It's all in there-" he motioned towards the pack that laid on the ground in a heap, jerking her rope and catching her off guard a bit as she stared at the bear, wincing as the rope rubbed against her unsuspectingly. "but I wouldn't trust her off the ropes." Whatever the man wanted to do with her after this wasn't any of his business, but he was not about to be blamed for this girl running off before the trade was official. Stepping forward a bit and pulling her along with while she fought back against the rope, he took only a few steps to offer the rope to Sirius, eyeing the bear cautiously.