[He traces the word onto the table with the knife before he starts, trying to get the familiarity of the movement down. Since he doesn't read, he also has never really used a pen or pencil before. He wants to make sure he doesn't mess up making the letters too badly. What if the people running this room make him do it over again on the kid or something? He'd feel awful.
Gnawing on the inside of his mouth the whole time, Beelzemon gets to work trying to carve 'Liar' into the skin. The i ends up looking more like a lower-case l and the r almost runs over into looking like a n, but the job finally gets done, even if the word does look rather uneven. He lets the knife drop with all due haste when he's finished, feeling like he can finally take a deep breath in for the first time since he entered this room.]
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[He traces the word onto the table with the knife before he starts, trying to get the familiarity of the movement down. Since he doesn't read, he also has never really used a pen or pencil before. He wants to make sure he doesn't mess up making the letters too badly. What if the people running this room make him do it over again on the kid or something? He'd feel awful.
Gnawing on the inside of his mouth the whole time, Beelzemon gets to work trying to carve 'Liar' into the skin. The i ends up looking more like a lower-case l and the r almost runs over into looking like a n, but the job finally gets done, even if the word does look rather uneven. He lets the knife drop with all due haste when he's finished, feeling like he can finally take a deep breath in for the first time since he entered this room.]
There we go.