Of course it was a lie, but he wasn’t lying that the cuffs are uncomfortable as they start to leave minor red marks on them. He can’t even adjusts his glasses to get a better look at Ibiki, their chest, legs, and feet are as clear as day but above, is all just a blur. Though for their comment about the cuffs, he stayed as calm as ever. If the worst case scenario of what could happen to his hands, Lord Orochimaru could always provide him with new ones.
“Well that’s too bad. If you decide to cut off my hands that way, somebody else is going to lose theirs for my sake. And trust me, there are plenty of generous donors who would gladly do so.” At that, he keeps his eyes fixed on Ibiki with a smug smirk on his face, perfectly implying what his words meant.
“If they decided to bring you here, it’s either they ran out of patience with me or you just couldn’t wait to see me for yourself.”