[Nezumi is imparting a lesson that Tim, frankly, has internalized a little too well. So he shrugs, dismissive, apparently completely unconcerned at the prospect of being tortured to death.]

Okay, well, take your time. Don't bother with the lungs, either. [He gestures loosely at his chest region, offhand.] I'm kind of a chain-smoker, so the quality there isn't gonna be super great for the black market.