... That was unexpectedly a punch to the gut, honestly, but Ray manages a shake of his head. "But it won't kill you and that's... the important distinction."

He lets out a breath, looks up at Nate. "We've got some stuff to talk about after this. Like-- why you're here. I didn't make a deal with Neron so you could end up here too, you know?"

He was supposed to be alive and well and... not strapped down like this. He doesn't really wait for an answer before he's dunking his hand as quick into the acid as possible. The pain sets in quick, the intense burn as he fishes around for the key. It makes his gestures clumsy and his free hand grips tight on to the table for something to ground himself with, tries to hold back any pained noises. Ow, god...

"Just-- hang on." He's not sure if he's talking to Nate or himself at this point, or if it even matters.