Lindsey could normally turn his tiny knife into a huge blade, how could he know that it wasn't long enough to actually stab into Eliot's heart? He grimaced when he saw Eliot was still alive. There went the idea of making it quick and... not painless, but at least quick.

"I'm sorry..." And he meant it too.

Instead of dragging the blade out of his brother, Lindsey just took out his other pocket knife and used it to slash Eliot's throat. Blood spilled everywhere, and he hoped he got something good enough to make him bleed out quickly.