[ They don't feel any pain, but they certainly don't appreciate the pressure, nor how slimy and wet it is. It's enough to give them a spike of anxiety, but they try to metaphorically swallow it down, not wanting to do anything rash-- it's just their arm afterall, nothing that would endanger them of going unconscious like losing their head or getting broken in half. Even if he happens to be gnawing on the arm that comes off a lot easier than the other. ]
Let. Go. Or I'll make you.
[ They tug on their arm lightly, trying to get him to release it willingly-- who knows what kind of damage scraping his teeth on their arm is going to do to both of them if they're haphazard about it. Though, stopping to give him the unimpressed look and giving him a chance to let go leaves the rest of them unguarded, seeing as they have one arm being used as a chew toy and the other full with their weapon. ]
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Let. Go. Or I'll make you.
[ They tug on their arm lightly, trying to get him to release it willingly-- who knows what kind of damage scraping his teeth on their arm is going to do to both of them if they're haphazard about it. Though, stopping to give him the unimpressed look and giving him a chance to let go leaves the rest of them unguarded, seeing as they have one arm being used as a chew toy and the other full with their weapon. ]