The turtlekin nods at Cid, grinning with a barely contained laugh when the man switches up his accent. "Wow, that's pretty good. I was almost ready to smack you right there," he smirks.

The expression vanishes when Oki makes her request of him, Donnie looking startled at the suggestion. He knows full well why, but he's never put chains on anyone. He remembers the ones that had first bound Oki's wings, tensing.

"...okay," he says quietly, knowing how much of an ask this is. At the very least he'll be so much more gentler than the Imperials might have been. Perhaps he can include a weak link in the case of an emergency, so that she can at least break free without waiting for a key.

But it seems they've otherwise made their decision, their plans set. Donnie looks from Oki to Cid, nodding.