Since Eli wasn't speaking, Shannon didn't feel the need to fill in the silence. This was concentration rather than lack of anything to say, and Shannon himself was sucked in as the harness went on. It wasn't the world's most comfortable garment, but it fit surprisingly better than he had imagined it would... even if it still left nothing to the imagination and did nothing to stop him from feeling a bit exposed. When something closed around his wrists next, he went very still. Once Eli had bound his hands up and tethered them to the harness, he had to admit he could see the appeal of having a portable tether for restraints.

Eli moved away again and Shannon tilted his head to listen for what he was doing. His steps took him further than before, and the sounds of what he retrieved made Shannon furrow his brow. When it clicked onto the ring of his collar, he gave a confused and guarded look toward Eli, his hands automatically reaching for it to do something-or-other before they were brought up short by the restraints. It simply added more to the pet metaphor and reminded him of well-meaning busybodies trying to drag him around places when he could handle perfectly well on his own, thank you.

"I think... the leash is probably a bit much. I can follow you without that even if I don't touch," he answered carefully. It did detract a bit from the restraints, and the harness locking him in. "The rest is fine. Good."