*bites knuckles* M-Mr. Rutledge pls…

“Mr. Rutledge plz… I’m just a helpless little lady…” he begs while shoving his bag full of throwing knifes beneath the bed.

“N-No, Mr. Rutledge. You monster” he simpers while he gets on his knees and eagerly fumbles at Mako’s belt. Mako hasn’t said a damn word yet. He’s just stunned.