Betrayed 1x...?

*1x1x1x1 sits down on a bench, sharpening one of his Daemonshanks, occasionally brushing his long white hair out of his face, when his finger slips, cutting on the edge of the blade, blood oozing out of the cut. his red eyes widen, and he whimpers, trying to heal it* 1x1x1x1: Ohhh... ow ow ow... ow....