Chris watches, gaze passive as the man suffers. Good. It wasn't nearly all he deserved, but it was a good step. The look of confusion and desperation mixed with the pain as Chris reapplied the bells no one could hear. He wants more.

The man's frantic gaze falls on Chris, stone still in the throng of those around them and recognition rattles through him. "Hey! You! Submissive! Whatever the fuck you're doing, I command you to stop! I'll...I'll have you arrested!" There's a vein in his neck Chris can see a little more clearly now as it bulges lightly from his skin.

The cleric smiles serenely and turns to head down an alleyway with every expectation he'd likely be followed with arrogance and threats.