It was then that he noticed for the first time that his hands were unbound.
He held them up before his face, as if they were strange objects wholly unattached to himself, and gazed at them in amazement.

He moved his legs and saw that they, too, were unbound.

Then he turned his startled gaze upward at the face of the tall warrior who was looking down at him.
Shif'less Sol was wholly awake now.

Every faculty in him was alive, and he pierced through the Shawnee disguise.

He knew who it was.