[ Aside from the general disinclination to talk about what it is that's actually causing all of this, it does feel rather like the kind of moment you stay quiet for, for whatever reason. He's guessing she's quiet because she's tired, irritated, and he's really hoping he's not made a mistake in voluntarily letting her handcuff him naked to the bed, because there are just a myriad of ways that letting someone who you happen to know is actually quite annoyed with you, do that to you, can really quite quickly go decidedly not in your favour. Not that he really thinks anything quite so negative of her, it's just a thing, he's moderately paranoid and just manages to keep it in pretty good check when it's about things that matter, and he decided she mattered a long time ago by this point.
But a certain level of silence also brings its own kind of baggage, and after he feels like he really can't take it anymore, having watched her do both hands now in total silence, he gives it a few moments and then rattles both wrists around, glancing them both over and then looking at her. ] Looks secure.
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But a certain level of silence also brings its own kind of baggage, and after he feels like he really can't take it anymore, having watched her do both hands now in total silence, he gives it a few moments and then rattles both wrists around, glancing them both over and then looking at her. ] Looks secure.