If this were a movie, if he were a star, he'd spit defiance to the end. Oh, did I hit a nerve, sweetheart? Alphys could program rings around you, you piece of -

- he can't. He can't be pulled apart again, can't bear to feel those hands on him, he'll beg, he'll scream and grovel for forgiveness if he has to -

- caught between two extremes, all he can manage is a skipping, stuttered "d-don't -" and nothing more.