Well.

This is all awesome, isn't it?

Dave is familiar enough with his Balthazar that he recognizes the look in this one's eye instantly and manages (by no small miracle) to pull his hand away just as Balthazar almost catches him. He clutches his ringed hand to his chest with the other, heart hammering against his closed fist.

"No." For all his confusion, his voice is surprisingly firm. "No. You don't touch me, and you—" He shifts his gaze to Horvath, eyes narrowing. "Go... stand over there." He nods to one slightly less cluttered corner.

"And no trying to kill me. Either of you."

Yep. He totally has control of this situation.

Except he's also totally expecting it to last all of two seconds before he has his ass handed to him.