Malcolm just rolled his eyes and stood back, not interested at all in making it stop.
Tuck was taken by surprise and he connected with the bars hard, before slapping at Will's hands to get free of his grip. He might not have succeeded, had Robin not come to haul him off Tuck. "This aint for your benefit," he growled at the friar, pulling Will backwards. He was worried Malcolm would eventually intercede and he didn't want the sadist set free on them while they were confined. He knew what Malcolm was capable of.
Tuck backed off as soon as he was free, and he smoothed out his clothes. "Will! What are you trying to do?!" he hissed.