"Alright," Gar said, and he kept one arm around her as he used the other to keep balance as he stood up using just his feet. He was only up for a moment, setting himself down on the foot of her bed without leaving her. He reached down, opened the chest, and pulled out the leather straps. He looked at them, and then to Isabeau.
"You know, next time we make port, I wouldn't mind strapping you down to this bed," he said huskily.