He thinks about it. For a moment he truly thinks about the costs...and they aren't worth it.

"No. See, there's a break down in our communication here: I want the names-" He shifts again to keep his weight distributed despite the lingering burn in his knee. "But I don't need them. They aren't why I'm here."

He moves quick and efficient, his knife digging through the last three fingers on Fenix's hand without stopping. With no bone to find the joints of, he pushes until his blade stops meeting resistance.