[Cid doesn't move, not even when he is threatened, because he knew. He knew Benedikta would act, and while he hates how she would have to learn about it like this, there is something cathartic in seeing her release her rage in his stead. He had already sated his own need for his revenge earlier when he escaped, so perhaps watching the others get slaughtered would be therapeutic. Or not, he doesn't know. He actually feels rather empty about it.
But one of the men will drop the papers when she sends them crashing into the table, the rusted chains rattling against the wood. On those papers she will see his name, diagrams of the male body and where they had injected the needle that caused his arm to crystallized. Notes of rate of progression, plans of where they would try next. Just those simple pictures would be enough to tell her as Cid will remain silent where he is.]
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But one of the men will drop the papers when she sends them crashing into the table, the rusted chains rattling against the wood. On those papers she will see his name, diagrams of the male body and where they had injected the needle that caused his arm to crystallized. Notes of rate of progression, plans of where they would try next. Just those simple pictures would be enough to tell her as Cid will remain silent where he is.]