[Estinien has no idea what's going on here, again being hit by a particularly violent whiplash of emotion. He at the very least knows what he's dealing with, now - and it's not that cheerful facade he uses, even as he's bugging and pushing.

He remains guarded, even as Nero seems to relax.]

There are degrees of magick lesser than lethal assassination attempts, you know. All I asked was for you to show me - and there was little room to explain in what capacity given your... intense reaction.

[He looks back to his drink with a turn of his shoulder, giving the impression that he'd rather be left alone now.]

If I sought to kill everyone I disliked I'd never have time to do anything else. But if you find the suggestion itself hurtful, you are welcome to forget my request.