"Put something back together?" Bole repeated with a giggle. The idea of it seemed hilarious, but he could see the benefits. Chopping bits off and putting them back again? Over and over...
"I like to leave marks," Bole told Roth, "I like it when they have to look at something I did to them. I like knowing they're thinking of me, and they're terrified. It's boring when they're dead." He poked the mouse which, now it was awake and in pain, was thrashing around at the end of its tail, attempting to reach his fingers to bite him.