I told you that you could've prevented it. I didn't blame you.

[He lets out a huff of frustration, reigning himself in enough that he at least stops burning Ragnar's wrists. He'll definitely have left marks by now, though.]

You helped the one man that's caused real problems for me torture me for sport. And I don't blame you for that, either. Just business, right? [He shifts a bit, properly positioning himself to straddle Ragnar's lap. It's almost a mockery of how they tend to lay in bed, now.] I'm not threatening you. I'm telling you exactly how to keep me from hurting anyone else that you care about. I don't care if you love me, or like me, or even want me alive, I just want you to keep me around. Give me a reason to live, or be the one to kill me.