One sleeve is tied carefully, not too tight to cut off circulation but tight enough not to slip, knotted so that it won't come undone so easily. Ed checks it before tying up the other, trying to sneak a peek at the mark on Izzy’s hand in the process.

"Hm, yeah, I mean, so we'll take them, too." he replies, "Guess you have to find a balance. Or traumatize them enough that they never set foot on a boat again." he shrugs, "But I can't become a legend if no one's heard of me..."