Rossi had learned a few things about knot tying during his stint as a Marine, and it was a skill that he'd maintained through the years just being out in the woods. He had a cabin for a reason; he enjoyed the outdoors, camping. He hadn't realized, of course, just how handy that skill would be until now. During the course of Reid's rambling, he'd managed to get his hands unbound. He kept himself from groaning out loud as he sat up, working on the rope binding his feet.

His captor, meanwhile, was annoyed, but curious about how long they could keep playing this game. This man was persistent, he gave him that. He could've hurt Reid, if he'd wanted, but he was more interested in Rossi. Of course, he'd do what he had to do. Right now, though, he just wanted the man to leave, which was easier said than done.

"I know how to take care of him," he said, possessively, interrupting Reid's train of thought.