Reggie wobbled where he stood slightly, mild exhaustion apparent on his every feature "Now, shall we see what our friend here knows?"<br/>With a crack of his knuckles, Reggie approached the man that Ra had preserved and crouched directly in front of him "So, this is the part where you tell me everything, how much my uncle knows, the current status of things on the estate and if my sister has been involved in any way."<br/>Reggie cracked his knuckles "You're probably going to die regardless what you say, however the more expediently you volunteer this information is directly related to how much pain you go through before we put you out of our misery."<br/>Simply for emphasis, Reggie reached out and caressed the area around the man's missing cheek. Reggie found himself taken back to the good, simple days on the estate when his parents were alive and the madness that pervades the world had not yet seeped into his life like a cancer. he turned his head towards Ra "Well you see master, I'm worth quite the cash prize these days."<br/>"That's usually what happens when you attempt to assassinate the head of one of the most powerful retaining families in existence." He said with an almost inappropriately nonchalant tone.<br/>"As for hearing it from a henchman... shit happens?" Reggie raised his eyebrows hoping that would be enough.<br/>"Now, this man knows what I need to know."<br/>"so, either help me extract the information or let me work."