[Vulpes know Miguel's type, and realizes that physical pain probably won't help him get what he wants. Nonetheless, he can't refrain from it entirely... it is quite helpful when he needs to get a point across. He is surprised, however, when his captive manages to force his head back up despite the energy he puts into keeping it down. The degenerate is very strong... he reminds Vulpes of Legatus Lanius; tall, extremely strong, and not to be toyed with. Still, the belt seems to be holding him, so it shouldn't be much of a problem.]

That fight was real... we simply utilized different tools. You relied on superior strength; I, on superior intellect. You might do well to think now and then.

[Miguel is thrashing around far too much. Vulpes shifts his weight and ends up straddling one of the man's legs instead of both so that he can jam one of his thighs against his groin. It'll be interesting to see if he continues jerking his hips about now.]