[Sokka is just about to answer, but he hears approaching footsteps and steps back from Jet. He looks confused and hurt and worried for what he might have to do.] Just cooperate with me, okay? Not them, me.
[Before he can say anything more, two new guards come through the door with "the clamps" followed immediately by... another set of "the clamps." Huh. Sokka glances back to Jet because he's no so sure what will happen next. He slaps the crop against the other boy's arm and takes a step back.]
Hey just won't talk without-- without some persuasion... Rack him up. [Ugh. He could taste bile at having to say it.]
I can't even tell if this has or ever will be on prompt, but idec, I love it!
[Before he can say anything more, two new guards come through the door with "the clamps" followed immediately by... another set of "the clamps." Huh. Sokka glances back to Jet because he's no so sure what will happen next. He slaps the crop against the other boy's arm and takes a step back.]
Hey just won't talk without-- without some persuasion... Rack him up. [Ugh. He could taste bile at having to say it.]