[Soubi enters the room some time later, looking vaguely annoyed. He had in fact been just under the music room during the time at which Kuja was being tortured: he had heard all the bangs. He expected to come up and tell whoever was making the noise to quiet down; instead, he finds this. It is neither surprising nor disturbing for him to see this. After all, from what he has seen through the blackberry network, this particular inmate has a habit of attracting violence. What a bother. Still, he has enough decency not to leave the man prone on the floor. Best get him to one of the doctors and be done with it. He strides over and kneels down beside Kuja.]

Shall I untie you, or would you rather be left alone?