"I used to travel a lot in my old job," Malcolm told him. "I had a set of restraints that I could attach to a hotel bed. I wear a mouth guard, too, at home. Keeps me from biting my tongue. Muffles my screaming a little bit. Though... security still ended up at my door a fair amount. I used to secretly rent the rooms on either side of my room so people wouldn't complain." He looked over. "Traveling was the down side of getting to the worst crime scenes, to be honest. You're right about hotels. They're not pleased with noise and... broken things."