"Aye, really," Elisabeth cooed, shifting her weight back to her own feet, but sliding an arm around his neck. "Key's here. You just have to find it on my person. And the cuffs are now yours and meant to be used however you please, but they're an us thing. So even when I am dead and gone or if you're shagging some other lass, the hand cuffs are still only to be used between ourselves, hear?"