The nail continues to twist and press, deeper. Lucas can see Leif shaking and, without thought, he begins to hum. The melody of the lullaby rumbles out of him, and then the words, very faintly. "Спи, младенец мой прекрасный, Баюшки-баю..."

He pulls back with his hand, then shoves his fingernail quickly harder into that bloody center, a sudden jab.