Tuck chuckled, faking looking charmed at Will being a little shithead. "I'm sure that's exactly what he has in mind," he said, slightly amused. "You will heal better with something in your stomach."
He rose to slam his hand against the door, and he let out a little yelp when it was opened way before he expected it to be. He moved backwards a little, and then he said, "if you're going to keep me in here, we could use some food. And a first aid kit?"
"Sure thing," Malcolm growled at Tuck, and then he raised his hand and Tuck was surprised to see a taser in it. Not that he saw it for long, before it was fired at him and he felt the electricity course through his body. He fell to the ground, screaming in pain, and Malcolm turned to Will. "Shall I stop?" he asked, "or let him burn to death from the inside out?"