"I'm perfectly calm…" I murmur, trailing the blade down his back. "You're up to something, aren't you?"
"E-ever since I met you… I've been off…" I smile, gripping the knife tightly. "How are y-you doing that…?"
*hands raised* I'm not here to hurt I remember how your knives looked when we first met so I recognized the knives one of the members of this safe house brought in