He didn't talk either, didn't force Caleb to speak. People dealt with pain in different way and silence was one of them.

He glanced at him a few time, guaging his reactions, making sure the pain wasn't too bad. He cut neatly, hopefully it would be a scar that would fade over time.

Not that it would matter, there would likely be more. Very likely. Hell was not a place to forget the past, to ignore their sins.

His own arm throbs as he moves but he ignores that as well, pain to be dealt with later.