"Ooooh." Larrikin grinned, and this time it was a lazy, knowing grin. "So much more useful than their usual purpose, don'tcha think? If they're silk ties they'll be fine. Strong, without sliding too much once they're tied. Otherwise, thick cotton or even satin will do for the light stuff."

For all his teasing, Larrikin didn't dwell on the tease and went straight on with the necessities. The teases seemed to be some combination of habit and solidarity, more than anything else. And the magical accident? Psh. More reason to give them cause to have some fun.

He took back the wool, glanced around and grabbed a chair, sitting on the counter with his feet on the seat so he could reach the chair's back. "The first thing is to leave a bit of leeway," he said, wrapping the wool unbound around the top of one of the chair's back-rods. "See? That's too tight. Leave space for two fingers to keep from cutting off circulation. More, if the restraint's wet for some reason."