She protests, when he goes to pick her up. "I can walk, myself," she says, and will do so, unless he carries her by force; she'll struggle and protest, until he lays her down, the passivity gone, in favor of independence. She relaxes once she's on the bed, however, and moans softly as he continues to tease her, moaning softly, before whispering to him, "Tie my hands to the headboard, please,"