Yes, that is my hope. It would truly be a pity if you were to lose your wits any further than this.

[ Oh, she absolutely knows. Not that her voice suggests such a thing as she rather amicably gives his hand a tug to lead him out of the tavern and into the gentler shadows of the night.

And once it's just the pair of them, and she ought to be the young woman leaning in closer, desperate for attention and a good-looking man to drive the loneliness away-- ]

I will have that dagger back now. Or I will seek far worse from you in recompense.