[He just continues to chuckle to that, squeezing the boy's wrists tighter but without the extreme pressure he could be using. He slowly pulls the boy's arms apart further, spreading them against the barrier-- he's a man who likes the imagery of a crucifixion, alright?] Keep your mouth shut and I'll make this easy on you.
[From his wrists travel a few little purple butterflies with voracious appetites that skitter up along Helix's forearms.] These are Tease. Guess what they like to eat? [They take bites almost in sync, nipping like little fleas.]