I'm giving you a reprieve, you shit. [ his voice sounds raspy and he rubs his neck a few more times before dropping his hands and sliding a bit closer again. ]

You'd think you got off on having that crooked piece of shit busted up. I can make that happen though. I do love granting wishes.

[ he lunges forward quick, aiming a short, straight jab for that nose to try and bend it once again. ]