"That? I am still trying to figure out- other than my weight apparently being some form of resistance." Which was why Turo was, well.

A much nicer and likely meant to be heavier metal collar around his neck with some runes engraved along the inside of it, dulled points pressed against skin. Shackles around ankles that were fixed to one of the walls- and a pair on his wrists. He could at least stand and move near the bars without making noise; fingers curled around the chains at his wrists.

"They are accusing me of crystalizing those people, on top of trafficking rare animals."