[ there's some waffling done by rasmus, some hemming and hawing as he considers this, because it would have ]

It is... It is a thing... [ and he's mumbling now, just barely audible, even to the two of them, his voice more of a rumble than a boom ] Difficult to say, what is deserved... a light sentence, for the strength of Ravindra's punch... it is over, and should be glad of it, I suppose... [ mumble mumble ]