As soon as the iron bands were off his wings he cried out, the sound full of relief. His eyes widened and for a moment, just a fraction of a second, they flickered from their normal blue to a marblized blue/black (think azazels eyes only blue and black instead of yellow).

He dropped his head though and stretched them out until they filled the room, the black feathers ruffled from being held so long and mistreated. "I'm yours." He said, letting his wings droop just because he could and it felt good to let them lay instead of being held against his back. He also rubbed at his neck where the collar had been. "Thank you."