Harley grabbed Mary by the chin and turned her head towards him. "Who said you could look away bitch!" He growled at her. It wasn't a question because the obvious answer was no one. Like Harley was going to let her close her eyes. His fingers twitched and curled into a fist. Fuck her. Fucking bitch!
"Fine. Fine! We can fix this. Yes we can..." He shifted to straddle Mary again, sitting on her stomach. Picking up the scalpel, he muttered,"Must be careful. Don't want to damage the eyes." He pulled her eyelid out a little with his fingers and with another delicate slice he was removing the flap of skin. Oh sure. Her eyes would dry out eventually now but that was beside the point. As soon as he removed the lid he carefully cauterized it with the appropriate tool from the tray. Now the other one... silence was beyond necessary.