".....hmph" he didn't seem to care about the blade at his throat, seemed to sorta come with the fact that he'd developed a fatalistic depression and well.......he was batshit durable now, the blade had wavered as it hovered over his throat "Lose your temper, go ahead...." his voice had hardened at her comment about his naivity, and he looked at the fire studiously and ignored you, those glowing eyes dimming with.....something you guessed were tears