[ The man struggling up the steep cliff face beside Rime has his wrists bound together in front of him. The solider on the other end of the whip seems completely unconcerned with the difficulty of the climb or whether being bound might make it even more difficult. And, the reason for his apathy is perhaps immediately clear: the bound man has clearly been roughed up a bit already.
He turns his head at the question and squints. For a moment, he doesn't answer, as he processes the question. ]
Is that an attempt at humor? [ If it was, it provided him no levity, judging from his empty expression. ] I have no intention of dying here.
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He turns his head at the question and squints. For a moment, he doesn't answer, as he processes the question. ]
Is that an attempt at humor? [ If it was, it provided him no levity, judging from his empty expression. ] I have no intention of dying here.