His breath hitches and one hand twitches slightly in an abortive move to reach up to grab the length of whip now leasing him to Kaito. But instead, he just loops his thumbs in his belt loops and stands there, apparently either too insane or too retarded (or, most likely, both) to actually be afraid. There's still a small adrenaline rush, though, and he can feel the slight increase in heart rate, in his breathing, as he sure as he feels the whip around his throat.

"Always figured you weren't just usin' this thing on the job."