[ He tips his head in sympathy, unruffled, and unlaces his fingers again to begin drumming them on the table. If this jostles Asriel slightly and continuously, John doesn't take notice. ]

Some are seasonal. They do a special boat ride every September... show you all the corpses you've made until you confess the crimes. That's a common theme: get you to talk, open up, really get into your feelings.

[ He turns to Asriel, uncomfortably close, flat amusement in his eerie black eyes. ]

So: I can make it a quick death?