[quote=@Fionraella] Ptelea cries loudly as he cuts her tongue. Tears roll down her cheeks as she struggles to pull away. [i]But I am a child![/i] She thinks, whimpering. She then begins screaming as he pushes the candy onto the cut. She tries to pull her face away, or at least spit the candy out. Tears keep falling down her cheeks, as her screams turn into sobs. Ambrose nods and runs from the room, but not before hearing his sister's screams. His face pales and he looks back and gasps, seeing the blood well from her tongue. He bites his lip fearfully. "He better not kill her between now and when we get to them." He warns the guard. "I might not want to talk if he hurts her too bad." He snaps, waiting for the guard to lead. [/quote] The Boss pushes his fingers to her tears, wiping them up as quickly as they came. "Such waterworks! What's all this little one?" He bends down and looks into her eyes. "Are they sad tears? Or are they mad tears?" He holds out his hand for her to spit the candy into. "You see Ptelea, an old man like me knows plenty about life and what works. Being sad gets nothing done! But if you're mad, you've got a fire burning to keep you going." He cocks his head. "Well, which would you say you are? Sad or mad?" The guard shakes his head, "The Boss is just getting started." She'll make it." He didn't mention what shape Ptelea would be in when they found her. The guard leaves the room and heads down a long hallway.