"He's right, you know." Garrot finds himself sighing, unable to even look at the Snake Knight until all of a sudden he is. "The stupid, angry, primal part of my brain wants to kill you. Like how yours grabbed me." A beat. "The smart part of my brain wants to sit down and talk about that like calm, reasonable adults." And he's smiling, all kind and polite like an excited host. He claps his hands together, forcing away his violent frustrations.

"But that doesn't fucking matter, here's what is going to happen:" Garrot giggles, almost like he wasn't just in excruciating pain caused by someone he wanted to trust. "You are gonna catch your breath and move all our dinner stuff to the living room, on the table next to that comfy couch." And then he points through a nearby doorway before taking two steps towards the stairs.

"And I am gonna meditate upstairs until you gimme a shout when everything's ready!" He takes a breath, and his eyes turn serious. "Don't worry, you're always safe in my house."

Then he turns to the stairs, quickly stomp-stomp-stomping his way up them while shouting "Besides, if I wanted to kill you, you'd be dead already!"

And that damaged chunk of table wood finally detaches and thuds into the floor.