Now, hand-cuffs, Iosef could back up. That kind of thing was much more up his alley, and he didn't mind being tied up once in a while - although of course he preferred to be the one doing the tying. He raised his eyebrows at Phoenix's statement, but didn't ask. In truth he really didn't want to know.
"We need to get to your room, then." Not that Iosef was in any rush, he'd just began regaining his strength from their escapade at the movies, and he was enjoying just sitting there with Phoenix on his lap, whispering to each other as if it mattered how much noise they made at this point.