@infidclc [>:3]
Sammy kept repeating him over and over - begging, even - to not hurt Henry. That he wasn’t like them, that killing him would’ve meant taking him out of the picture for good forever, and in those pleading and in the way Boris followed him everywhere like a good puppy, Bendy accepted the idea that, for some reason, the former artist’s presence was important for the two of them.
It was annoying to say the least. Of course he couldn’t give a damn in any other situation, but apparently his little cult became quite close with that guy way too fast for him to pretend that whatever bad thing that could’ve happened could’ve been nothing but an accident. No harsh punishment, fearing that this old man would break. No yelling, since at the end Boris would’ve sided with that fucker. It’s going to become quite something to deal with him.
BUT.
But but but apparently there’s way more ways than one could think to properly torture someone, if you’re imaginative enough.
Namely, shoving him in the hell Bendy Land could be - and the more Henry got mad, the wider the little devil darling’s smile grew, delighted by the sudden change.
"Aw, what’s that, Henry? Gettin’ angry at a children game?”
