[It's the painful-sounding thwack of (the flat part of) an axe that grabs Ardyn's attentions first, of course. The man falls unconscious, the knife clattering to the ground and skidding away a little when Haru kicks it.]
Yes, now that you're here.
[If you squint really, really hard, there might be patronization in there. The knife meant very little against a man like himself, but he sounds grateful enough to those who don't know him very well.
The thief with the blade pressed against his neck stammers out something that sounds like an apology, but Ardyn gives him a look that shuts him up relatively quickly. And you know what? He looks over at Haru, giving her a courteous grin.]
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Yes, now that you're here.
[If you squint really, really hard, there might be patronization in there. The knife meant very little against a man like himself, but he sounds grateful enough to those who don't know him very well.
The thief with the blade pressed against his neck stammers out something that sounds like an apology, but Ardyn gives him a look that shuts him up relatively quickly. And you know what? He looks over at Haru, giving her a courteous grin.]
What do you think we should do with him, hm?