He pauses. "Try and kill you." A moment is taken to consider that...but well, why not? She must know how to defend herself pretty damn well. "All right, even if I would really prefer a...smaller death, in this case." Making dirty jokes makes him feel more comfortable in this strange situation.

After a moment, though, he holds out his hand, and in a glimmer of silver-lavender light, a long dagger appears in it. He nods once, then lunges forward, his free hand sweeping sharply to try to knock her off-balance so he can get behind her.