[Shiro wishes he would pass out. It's terrifying how quickly numb acceptance steals over him once he realizes that there's nothing he can do to get free. It frees his mind up to think a little more rationally, comfort himself that he just needs to bide his time. They're not killing him, yet. He can almost block out the part of him that says it might just be better to make them.]

I'll go, [He says hoarsely, after one last, weak attempt to buck.

At least he'll probably black out as soon as they get him up.]