Thrawn would have reacted poorly if Dean had overestimated his own capacity to endure. Better to coax to new heights than to fail before expectations.
He gathers the chain off of Dean's chest, drawing it taut between the collar and his hand. Only a slight tension in the chain, not enough to pull Dean any direction. "I have you," he reassures. Even paces that take him to Dean's hands, and, as reward for his candor, Thrawn wraps the chain around Dean's wrists and the post his hands grip, securing him. An anchor.
Pulls the chain around once, twice, and then he touches Dean's hand, uncurling his fingers and placing the chain in his palm. He is the one who will keep himself bound, here, but now he'll be able to twist and struggle if he wants. He has permission.
He crouches, so that these words will be heard by Dean only: "I always reward truth." A stroke through Dean's hair.
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He gathers the chain off of Dean's chest, drawing it taut between the collar and his hand. Only a slight tension in the chain, not enough to pull Dean any direction. "I have you," he reassures. Even paces that take him to Dean's hands, and, as reward for his candor, Thrawn wraps the chain around Dean's wrists and the post his hands grip, securing him. An anchor.
Pulls the chain around once, twice, and then he touches Dean's hand, uncurling his fingers and placing the chain in his palm. He is the one who will keep himself bound, here, but now he'll be able to twist and struggle if he wants. He has permission.
He crouches, so that these words will be heard by Dean only: "I always reward truth." A stroke through Dean's hair.