Balthazar recoils, part apologetic, part cowed, and overwhelmingly confused. He manages to find his voice, however, and straightens a little. "You are in my shop, you know. No one will be killing anyone here, but I suggest you explain yourself before you start ordering us around."
Still, he has to concede he shouldn't have just tried to grab him. He raises both hands appeasingly, worried expression at odds with his verbal orders, and backs off a couple steps.
He's looking for moral support, and also it's filtering through that this boy is specifically mistrustful of Horvath, and so he subtly tries to move between them. "Maximus is my guest. He's not going to hurt you unless you try to harm him first."
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Date: 2012-01-12 08:28 pm (UTC)Still, he has to concede he shouldn't have just tried to grab him. He raises both hands appeasingly, worried expression at odds with his verbal orders, and backs off a couple steps.
He's looking for moral support, and also it's filtering through that this boy is specifically mistrustful of Horvath, and so he subtly tries to move between them. "Maximus is my guest. He's not going to hurt you unless you try to harm him first."