He hesitates...that was his intention in stepping in here. The information was nice but secondary, he'd come here for his quarry, but it was little to hunt when he was tied up and accepting of his predicament.
Better on the stomach than screaming and crying, he supposes.
Yet it occurs to him there might be people watching this, ADI or people who might take unkindly to Garner's intentions, so he crouches down in front of Fenix, his arm tucked close to his stomach as his blade finds the edge of the fresh cut there.
"Are there any other names you'd like to give me? Anyone else whose crossed your path? You seem affable, despite it all, but I imagine there might be those you quarreled with. Other avatars who stepped on your toes...perhaps you'd like to give me their names."
Carefully, slowly, he digs the knife into his arm and pulls it along the wound, ensuring the blood it would pick up coated the tip and edge the most. There's a new spring of power, not deep but enough, from his recent entanglement with Roderick, and he pulls on that now to cause the blade of his knife to frost with icy chill.
cw: self harm, blood
Better on the stomach than screaming and crying, he supposes.
Yet it occurs to him there might be people watching this, ADI or people who might take unkindly to Garner's intentions, so he crouches down in front of Fenix, his arm tucked close to his stomach as his blade finds the edge of the fresh cut there.
"Are there any other names you'd like to give me? Anyone else whose crossed your path? You seem affable, despite it all, but I imagine there might be those you quarreled with. Other avatars who stepped on your toes...perhaps you'd like to give me their names."
Carefully, slowly, he digs the knife into his arm and pulls it along the wound, ensuring the blood it would pick up coated the tip and edge the most. There's a new spring of power, not deep but enough, from his recent entanglement with Roderick, and he pulls on that now to cause the blade of his knife to frost with icy chill.