[ Sinbad's eyebrows arch upwards in surprise as he continues to wind the ropes up Aspen's arms, and then carefully begins a criss-cross arrangement around his chest, forming loose knots in the way he twists the rope. They're different from what Aspen might be familiar with, looking far more like varied styles of sailor's knots than anything else, but he keeps them loose for now as he decorates Aspen's skin with them. ]
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Scared? Of me?