Oh no, I didn’t set you up. I mean I could get a good reward of money from turning you in….I mean I wouldn’t do that…..heh….I just don’t think I’m ready for this. Didn’t expect you to be so….uh (slowly backs away) brutal. We’re still cool though?
-K
He's slowly pacing forward keeping the distance between them the exact same, eyes fixed from behind glasses. "Cool? Oh but of course! Why wouldn't we be! It's not like I've had to hide and lay low til the cops get off my back, not like I'm currently stuck in a run down shack of a safe house that has no running water or electricity, not like I gotta sneak around to go get food from the local pizza place in disguise nononono ahahha- Don't be so silly.... " His right hand slowly dips into a pocket, a small black slender knife pulled from it and wafted around in his flourished gestures. "Of course we're cool. Cool as a cucumber" there's an undertone of a growl in his voice now. "I know you didn't set me up, or call the cops. nono, that'd just be down right silly! Why... dare I say...." He's backed them up all the way to the wall now. "That would be...... Suicide." The knife gets held up in more of a threatening brandish. "And you? You're too clever to make THAT kind of choice now.... aren't you? .... Or.... Did I get the wrong impression?"