He helped her, his hands caught her wrists, and pulled them out, before doing similarly with her ankles. For the moment he didn't answer... Just eased her into place, and then clicked the cuffs around her. They weren't real; the girl could break them. Even a human could, with enough force, but they weren't going to snap by mistake that was for sure... And they kept her neatly spread eagled on her front. "This, my pretty guest!" He was alongside the table, fiddling with something that resulted in a loud -click-, followed by half of the table folding downward with Janica's legs upon it. She felt herself bending in the middle, til the click repeated itself and she found herself locked in an inverted L shape. "Pretty fine, no?"<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>