[Naomi, perceptive wife that she is, can pick up on just how increasingly irritated her dear husband is getting. Though, to be perfectly honest, she'd likely be feeling exactly the same way if handcuffed tightly to her bed both naked and very alone.

So she'll let his retort drop. This time.]

Don't hurt yourself, [Naomi says quickly, that playful tone dropping for a brief moment. That was exactly what she was trying to avoid by doing this in the first place.] I'm already coming to free you up.

Already anxious to get on patrol? You can't spare a single moment for me?