It was enough to know that someone was enjoying Aris' suffering there, but the Witch Doctor's wide grin was potent enough to make the hairs on the nape of her neck to stand up. And that laugh... that was enough to shiver her timbers, so to speak; because, if Aris' timbers had actually shivered, she likely would have passed out in pain, and she could guess the woman taunting her from the other side of the door wouldn't go out of her way to keep her from drowning in bilge water.<br/><br/>Aris lay there, soaked up to her stomach in filthy water, simply glaring up at the woman. She had an intimidating aura around her, but Aris had no reason to feign back; she was dead either way, she may as well fight back before she leaves this world. A sad thought, but what other thoughts could be running through her head with such vivid pain flooding through her torso?<br/><br/>Aris opened her mouth again, going to say something that would likely be replied with a bullet into her chest, when she felt something crawl onto her leg. Just as Captain Rotter had done not twenty minutes before, she kicked at the rat on her leg, sending it flying into the wall opposite of her. A shot of pain burst through her, causing her to let out a sharp scream, she bent over, her nose nearly touching the murky water. She wished she didn't show any more weakness to this woman, but she didn't have much of a choice here. Aris let out a little laugh at the pain, but mostly at the woman before her, and muttered "Unless you can get rid of the pain in my chest, you won't have much time to 'play' with me."