[He grumbles a bit and almost folds his arms, before thinking better of it. Instead, he draws forth a pair of sickles: the same pair as ever, the black Regisickle and colorful Homes Smell Ya Later.]

No, I have not changed my mind, and if I ever chicken out of this deal like a spineless squeakbeast then you have full permission to call me on that cowardly bullshit. I'm here to learn and I'm going to learn, but excuse me if I'm a little startled when you pull that first. I don't know how this is going to work when you never gave me a rundown on the details.

But two things first - avoid the neck, and no coffee cups. Otherwise, whatever, you're the teacher. Okay?