Rake shook when she embraced his wight figured, looking down at her when she drew away once more, his gaze moving slowly to his younger hell brother who embraced the woman in his protective tendrils, wandering to Jeff who had been oberving the events with a giggle, swaying his knife idly between finger. A low cloud of breath left his sewn shut lips before he looked once more into Sarah's eyes.<br/><br/>It was silent at first, growing into cacophony in her ears, a tempest of screams and pleading cries. it was the white noise of the Rake's mind, much like that which had filled victor's before she could understand him, only his was more frightening rather than unsettling. It filled every available inch of her hearing with such crippling noise as he attempted speech before a rasping whisper broke through.<br/><br/>"...Wife.....to Victor.....brother...." He pointed a blade to her chest, the point grazing lower on her body before it hovered over her stomach between her hips. The sewn lips smirked faintly as his eyes laid there a moment before he withdrew his steel claw. "Executioner..." He mutters, glancing between them as a moment of understanding of the situation.