[The foot was promptly caught in his grasp before he twisted it violently and threw Hol harshly to the floor. Had he not been bound by the chip his thigh would have been swiftly detached from his pelvis.

No more nonsense.]

I'm beginning to reconsider how much you're worth to me alive.

[A grip like an ice-cold vice wrapped tightly around the front of Hol's garments, letting the fabric cut his skin as he hauled him up. Eyes to fiery eyes, his teeth reflecting the terrified man's expression he let his voice ghost across his ears like the whisper of a deathly harbinger.]

Prove your worth, human. If you haven't pissed away every one of your braincells you will tell me even but one thing you remember.