He can hear it, Vanya.

[Volgin then turned his attention back to his victim, tilting his head for a moment and narrowing his eyes in consideration.]

Dead? Ha! We're not done with you yet, scum.

[The knife was held away, maybe Solshine could feel it, but then came the barrage of electricity in that powerful, unyielding grip. Enough to to get him going again, to react.]