A pain slashed along his arm and made him jump. It wasn't the other boy, he wasn't close enough, he hadn't moved. It wasn't much, barely a scratch but the idea of it, that harm could be done out of nowhere was terrifying. Everything was pretty terrifying and this boy was sneering at him. He couldn't... He... He saw the boys hand as he held out the knife, there was a cut there too.

"You... You're hurt. Something hurt you." He doesn't want to take the knife, he can't hurt this boy. He can't take a knife and deliberately bring pain to someone else. It's wrong, he can't. But something is hurting him regardless. Welcome to Hell, Shion barely understands the concept, a place of punishment. This boy seemed so calm about it, more angry, angry at Shion for being scared, for being weak. In many ways like Nezumi would be angry at him, if he could see him right now.