He could see Amaya trembling- be it with rage or she was trying to get up off the ground was unclear, teeth clenched as she stared holes into Matsunaga’s head.
Amaya scowled at his words, knowing they were true. She had grown soft when she met Sasuke, he had made her soft- no, given her the opportunity to be gentle.
Amaya let out a wheeze of pain as she was moved again, pain flaring up all over her body. She didn’t resist being lifted up, knowing just how easily Matsunaga could take her limbs off with the wires.
“What do you want- you want me to beg?” She asked lowly, her eyes narrowing. “Fuck you, Hisehide.” She hissed out, then bit down hard on her tongue, almost biting it clean in half.
Blood spilled from between her lips from her now profusely bleeding tongue, and when he got close enough to grab her she spat a mouthful of blood in his face, baring her bloody teeth at him almost like she was grinning.
“-seems t’like it.” Amaya could hardly talk now with her tongue barely connected, blood dripping steadily down her chin and onto her shirt, finding enjoyment in his discomfort.
He moved and shoved a cloth in her mouth to try and halt the bleeding, wedging it good enough in her mouth that she couldn't spit it out before moving to call Hana.
Amaya groaned in pain when he jammed the rag in her mouth, making it difficult to breathe, but not impossible. She watched him walk away, feeling more of her energy slip away, not that she had very much to begin with.
Hana came in not long after he had called her and moved to climb up to reach Amaya, taking the rag and tossing it aside so she could work on fixing Amaya's tongue.
Amaya didn’t let her get very far with her work, biting down when she stuck her fingers in her mouth, taking the tip off one of her fingers in the process.
She screamed and nearly fell to her death from the pain, punching Amaya hard in the face before moving down. Matsunaga sighed and moved to his shelf of drugs and needles, "I should have thought to sedate you first, that was my mistake."
Amaya felt her nose break from the punch, blood gushing from her nose again as she laughed weakly- wether it was at Matsunaga or Hana was unclear.
She spat out the tip of Hana’s finger though, having no real use of it, and not wanting to eat it either.