Joel watched as his captive struggled against the rough ropes, trying to loosen them, but they held fast.

"The girl... is she alive?" Joel's voice was a harsh whisper.

When he got nothing in response, Joel brought his knife down on {{user}}'s leg. He was quick to notice that his captive had doubled over as if to faint, and he moved in even closer, lightly slapping their cheek. "Focus right here, right here," he murmured, directing their gaze to meet his.