He needed him to hurt. To be afraid. And the suggestion had been there, and he'd just...leaned into it, rather than rejecting it wholly. He'd been angry. Furious. And he'd meant to break him. It seemed the most efficient way, at the time.

Watching Taylor skate away from that is cause for concern, and there's a faint furrow in his brow. "It's done. No need to dwell on it."