You know what I don’t see much of?
Whumpee being friends with a whumper. Not theirs, but someone else’s.
Whumpee is a bubbly bastard that sweet talks and jokes with Whumpee only because they’re doing business. Maybe they’re a king from another land, maybe there a merchant, maybe they’re a mercenary or just some person they met on the road that had something whumpee needed and whumpee had something to pay with and after a bit they have drinks together sometimes.
So, you know this whumper won’t hurt whumpee right? They haven’t been given reasons to…yet. But when they do? Their bubbly cheerful speech cracks into a whispered threat, a playful knife finds its way to whumpee’s throat and all the smiles Whumpee gave, now exist at the expense of whumpee’s suffering.
A whumper who doesn’t hurt a whumpee for business purposes, but they’re both certain they don’t want Whumpee to miss a payment. They have such a lovely friendship to be ruined by some measly thing such as money, don’t they?