[Oh, this... This is hell. Now Otto's in a prison within a prison, as the tentacles keeping him in check are being kept in check in turn. And even now, the fight doesn't go out of him. He struggles a few more times, swinging his arms to see whether that will help ease the strain on the mechanical limbs. It doesn't.]
Do you expect me to beg for release, then? Promise I'll be a good boy from now on?
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Do you expect me to beg for release, then? Promise I'll be a good boy from now on?