Surely Homelander wouldn't have much fun if he started sniveling and begging like a fucking coward, would he? He doesn't hate himself enough to do that anyway.

Even when the knife digs into his stomach, cuts enough to really fucking hurt. His muscles tighten as he draws in a breath. "You ever do this sort of thing before?"

Just pointedly ignoring that remark about his coat. Better be a washing machine around here to get the blood off though.