[Even though he can't feel a thing, his attention is immediately drawn to that lack of pressure, a sharp breath sucked in between clenched teeth. He struggles to remain calm, but it's hard not to look and the prospect of three more digits joining that first damn near pushes him into a proper panic.]
Okay, okay... so maybe I don't know what you want. [It's luck, not skill that keeps his voice on the right side of high-pitched.]