[Kratos regrets that he didn't take Yuan entirely seriously when he threatened this. After a brief moment of flat disbelief, Kratos grudgingly pulls off his boots and swings his legs up onto the bed, so he can properly lay down while he's cuffed.

[He tests the chain on the first handcuff while Yuan secures the second. It's long enough that he won't have any trouble stretching or finding his glass of water; Yuan can occasionally be brutally pragmatic, but he is not, as a rule, cruel. With a long-suffering sigh Kratos lets his head fall back against the pillow.]

Are you going to put someone in the room to watch me, too?

[This is faintly sardonic, although honestly having someone on hand to help if he needs it would probably be useful. The alternative is trying to get someone's attention on the surveillance.]