"Thirteen. Lucky number." Or not so much. He was slightly shaky on his legs, almost asking whether 'after lunch' actually meant that he'd get lunch. However, then he realized the likelihood of him being able to keep whatever lunch down after a vigorous whipping was rather low, so he decided not to ask and keep being hungry instead. He wondered if there was anything he could do to just not get punished, but he'd never been any good at that.

"Thank you ever so. That's all very generous of you."