[Knives mood says words that he usually cannot bring himself to speak,'I'm sorry.' He doesn't think it clearly, though, nor utter it aloud. It's more a general impression that Vash can sense from him.
To the crowd collected to watch, he seems cold and imposing, though. They cannot sense the regret deep in his heart. He secures the gag and then gets up to select a flogger.]
You will respect my position, little brother. [His voice manages to command the attention of everyone watching, deep and deadly. Only Vash can tell how surface level it all is.
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To the crowd collected to watch, he seems cold and imposing, though. They cannot sense the regret deep in his heart. He secures the gag and then gets up to select a flogger.]
You will respect my position, little brother. [His voice manages to command the attention of everyone watching, deep and deadly. Only Vash can tell how surface level it all is.
He flogger comes down on his back hard.]
You will respect me, little brother.
[Another hit. Then another.]