Wasn't sure if the shock would travel through the hide. Its tongue makes a good conducter. [He's vaguely reminiscent of a guy on a bucking bull, riding the back of the thrashing chimera as it tries to throw him off, managing to hold on only with strong legs. He pulls the knife out, and it roars out loudly in pain as he wedges it back in, searching for something a little more vital to injure.

It's hard to hear over the ruckus, but he snorts out a laugh.]

You know it sounds like innuendo when you phrase it like that, right?