Malfiend did his best to not react to the knife while still paying attention to her movements and not breaking eye contact.<br/><br/>"Isaera it is then, it rolls easier than commander." He ordered wine for himself, a different kind with a slightly different taste and also somewhat cheaper. "I met a couple of Duke of who-gives-a-fuck in my days they were never suited to either lead, command or be listened to actually."<br/><br/>He tugged on his beard slightly and counted with his fingers "So, let's review. First, the necklace is<em>almost worthless</em>, that fits better than worthless, I don't want to risk my life for something worthless. Second, you won't run after me but it's in my best interest for you to remain alive. And third, if someone is unwise enough to challenge you to a duel I should root for you."<br/><br/>His drink showed up and he tasted it "There are two of my skills I wish you to be aware of, you may choose to forget about them but I would prefer to make use of them." He touched his glass and focused on it briefly, then took a bigger drink and struck the glass with his cane sharply "it's far more resistant now, if I did it to your armor it wouldn't become stiff, just more resilient." He took another drink after that.<br/><br/>"I need your help for the other one" he put his palm on the table "could you cut my hand with your knife?"