[Besides getting a bit cold he seemed to be pretty composed, he was going to try and not have any throat-slitting today.]

Aw, We're gonna match, what are we friends now? and no major blood vessels, where's your sense of adventure?

[He huffs a small laugh doing his best to look at him. He's really bad at keeping his mouth shut.]

If I was do you think I'd let you cut my throat up?