[Already, Hector? Everett bites his bottom lip and puff through his nose, bemused and perhaps somewhat nervous. In a thrilled way, all the same, still too aroused to tap out now. He sucks in a long breath and reaches to adjust his glasses.]

Tw, twice more and I'll throw my back out, lad. [a beat]

Which would be just revenge, for what I've done to you, wouldn't it? [so, yeah, try him. He's a glutton for punishment all the same as Hector is. What a pair they make.]