"Scars are your thing? Stick around then, I'm going to be covered in them." Reverb took a deep breath and then pulled himself forward a little so he had easier access. He closed his eyes and winced as the needle went in but made no noise, feeling the thread wind through his skin. "I would give you the usual warning of 'if you gossip about me, I'll rip out your vocal cords' but we both know you're smart enough not to do that but I'm obligated. So don't."

He had to do that, to offer the out for them to behave because otherwise Zoom would ask why he killed another henchmen and those talks were never fun.