It stands to reason that had the Dark Urge noticed those eyes wander, he certainly would have commented on it. Not pleasantly but as an accusation of weakness. He isn't completely unaware of what tenets Bane imposes on his followers, and it doesn't particularly reflect well that Gortash is quite so easy to distract in that manner. Though it would be delightful to notice all the same.

There isn't a comment forthcoming as he waits, and perhaps the human will realise it's because the half elf has stopped looking briefly. His eyes have flicked away and towards the open stone door. It wouldn't be difficult to arrive at the conclusion that whatever it was he had been away taking care of before, it either isn't concluded fully or remains preying upon his mind.

Slowly he comes back to the room when the metal links of those cuffs tinkle against each other. A pleasant sound, all things considered, and one that fills him with a muted kind of delight.

"Any day now," he jabs lightly, as though he's the one who has been attentive to this little display this entire time.