"Oh yeah, of course there are nails. But, I don't know if you've noticed, but I'm not overly concerned with pain." He said, smirking as they walked toward the Green. He wasn't sure when it happened, but he found himself holding on to Carlos' hand again, slowly pulling it over his shoulders as they walked. "Kinbaku?" He asked, raising a brow before he nodded slowly. He had never personally looked into it, but then his partners were not overly worldly. At least before Carlos came along. "I'd be down for that. Like I said...I like ropes best, because they are so endlessly versatile."

Leaning in to Carlos a little, he listened to the question before he raised a brow a little and glanced up at Carlos as they walked. "One thing?" He repeated, before looking away as they walked and he thought about it. "One thing...." It wasn't easy, and certainly a subject thing. But one thing... "Your hands," he said finally. "They are big, bigger than mine at least. Strong, gentle but rough when needed. They....make me feel calm." Which was something he appreciated more and more lately, when he could get sleep because Carlos' arms were wrapped about him tightly.

Well, Carlos had one question left. And he had two...he might as well make them count, right? Tapping his fingers against Carlos' hand he thought about it carefully as they walked, before he frowned a little and regarded Carlos curiously. "Why do you love me?" He asked, looking away after he'd asked, suddenly unsure if he really wanted to know that answer.