He tries to hide his wince at watching all that. He's not certain what can be done about it, other than watch his brother stoically suffer through it like he did everything else, which was punishment enough for him in it's own right.

"That's true. I just..." he gestured a helplessly, dripping blood on the floor and not particularly caring at this point.

"I started to think of this place as another form of my exile, and I had already done that to you once, when it was something you had no stake in, other than the misfortune of being bound to me."