It was insane. Truly insane. Marcus couldn't help but laugh because why would anyone say something so mad? He only had one life, one existence and this was it. This man was clearly trying to con him into something and while he had to applaud the effort, he didn't buy it. With the laughter dying down, he dropped onto the lowest step he could opposite the Doctor, knife dangling in his hands. The smile on his face wasn't a nice one.

"Whipped, I think. I'm going with whipping. As punishment for these lies and your bold defiance of authority. I would normally kill you but you amused me so," Marcus informed him bluntly. He had a very dull life a lot of the time, most of it was pressure and stress. He wanted to have a laugh every now and again. And besides, at least he believed the drums were real. So maybe he could help. "How does 20 strikes sound? I would say more but you might lose too much blood. 20 works. Then, after that, you can come assist me. Or amuse me. Either one. Depends how much maddening nonsense you have left to share."