[Mako gives as much of a smile a nod as she can before easing up just enough to start tying Miffen's wrists together.]

No problem, glad I could.

[A few half minute and LOTS of whining from Miffen later, his wrists seem to be bound tightly and Mako finally stands... and towers over the silver-haired girl. Not as tall as Miffen- who seems to slouch quite a bit having been cowed- but definitely a few inches taller.]