[At that, Mamoru can't help but laugh. It starts as a snort, and then a chuckle, and then a hearty Haha that doesn't lose its dryness somehow. He directs it straight at the blade, still trying to figure out what kind of knife this is — a dagger, or a Bowie knife. Casually, he starts cleaning the dirt under his nails with the tip of the blade.] Yeah, that's right... I'm very sensitive to pain. Can't take it at all.

[Says the blind man with scars all over his face and body. The idea that he's either having second thoughts about losing anything of his own or is too squeamish about pain strikes him as hilarious, even though he's sure it's half a taunt.] Ya heard the thing. It has to be unanimous. You alright with watching someone cut something out of them just like that, huh?

[The weird part of it: he doesn't sound that judgemental. Were someone else volunteering, and Rosaria saying the same thing to them, that would have been a different matter. But not in this case. Not in his.]