[He forced his exhale to remain steady as Dodger pulled his hands away from his now raw and blistered wrists. The air on them almost felt worse then when he'd been holding them.]

Wrong again. I asked him to help me. And I do not regret it at all. You deserved it.

I only regret that we did not kill you.

[Ragnar once again rolled his eyes at Dodger's request.] Why would I do that? Why would I do anything for you? I do not want you around at all.

Consequences, Dodger.

Now, leave. And stay away from my family.