[The blow to the arm hurts, and it's like that strike suddenly activates his sense of pain, though he still doesn't really feel the initial blow to the head since it's so closely followed by another. The hit to the abdomen knocks the wind out him and he switches tactics, curling over on the ground and covering his head with his uninjured arm, his injured one tucked against his ribs.
He's had far worse than this and kept fighting, but he knows this body is fragile now and while he could keep resisting it's a much better idea at the moment to feign submission. If he feels like Silva's intending to kill him he'll renew the fighting, but right now it's better to try to take as little damage as he can; he's pretty sure he's wanted alive or he would've been stabbed in the back.
So at the moment it's a waiting game, as he lets himself appear to be cowering on the floor, trying to figure out what Silva wants and what to do in response.]
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He's had far worse than this and kept fighting, but he knows this body is fragile now and while he could keep resisting it's a much better idea at the moment to feign submission. If he feels like Silva's intending to kill him he'll renew the fighting, but right now it's better to try to take as little damage as he can; he's pretty sure he's wanted alive or he would've been stabbed in the back.
So at the moment it's a waiting game, as he lets himself appear to be cowering on the floor, trying to figure out what Silva wants and what to do in response.]