Reaper: ...Alright, time for plan B-
He removes the strings from Kat's brain, summoning them back to him and leaving Kat's mind completely intact.
Reaper: If I can't get to you...I'll just have to get to him.
Grim: Hm...no, I don't think we're doing that today.
He flicks his wrist and the fireplace poker flies out of Kat's hand and lodges itself into the wall
Grim: Now...I think you'll behave...if you want the angel to stay in one piece.
He yanks August foward, choking him with the strings. August clutches his throat
August: A-AHH!