He watched Tyki appraise his rib, tuck it away for god knows what later, dropping his head again. The smile didn't affect him, but once those two words and their meaning set in, Takay felt a wave of something he hadn't felt in a long time. Horror. And in a way, he relished it. And it showed in the way the corner of his mouth quirked up into a sneering smile.
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"Would you rather I kept count?"