“I thought so. Here's what I'm going to do. First, I'm going cut off your eyelids so you can't give in to me. Next, I'm going to break every bone in your body, while you resolutely stare at me in horror. Then, I'm going to cut off your nose, your lips, your ears, your fingers, and finally your toes. I somehow doubt that'll make you give in. So, then I'll start pulling out your veins—" The god started to rapidly blink. "I know, I know, you're a god of pain, so that paltry amount is still nothing to you, but I'm just getting to the good part. After pulling out your veins, I'll do my damnedest to shove Robart so far up your ass, you'll never get him out. Then, I'll—”