When she released him he didn't move, lying there with his arms over his head, trying to imagine what she was talking about. Restraint... He knew that he was safe with her, that she wouldn't hurt him if he were held down like that, but when he really imagined it, something cold and alarmed slipped down his spine.

Not being able to move. Something about that, something that went deep. Something that he didn't want to have any place here.

"I'm sorry," he said, suddenly worried about what she might think. "I'm just... I'm not sure I could."