He drinks the rest of the wine and offers the glass back to Emet-Selch, before lying back and getting comfortable. Not hard to do when the bed is so nice... he takes the moment to reapply the charm, then smiles over at Emet-Selch.

"How should I position myself?" He rests his arms above his head, but he's unsure of how thoroughly he's being bound here. Legs too? It's possible... and he kind of hopes he will. "Arms above my head like this? Or perhaps-" He moves his hands apart, still above him, but closer to the corners of the bed. "Like this?"

Someone is having too much fun with this already.