Ooh, imprisonment. Not all that flashy, but effective. Especially if you're prone to doing.

( He wonders if it is perhaps a part of whatever curse has befallen this house. They are all eager to move, to please, to distract. Wen Kexing props an elbow on the counter, watching idly as a dessert fork wobbles away from him. No more sweets for him, it would seem. He doesn't seem all that bothered, chin in the palm of his hand to watch. )

Probably dark, right? Crowded. Difficult to navigate if you don't have hands.