A scream would be nice, but isn't required for his sadistic satisfaction. He knows how much a broken bone hurts, and just the knowledge that she's in that kind of pain is enough for him. He drops her arm abruptly, and it falls down by her side, the movement no doubt flaring that pain.

"Oh, dear. It won't be quite so easy to jerk off your little boyfriend now."

He circles back around to look at her face, drawing his dagger once again.

"You'll have to use that filthy mouth of yours."