"If they don't want to be understaffed, they shouldn't behave so poorly." Anyone and everyone who comes after theirs has forfeit their lives. It's truly that simple in her mind. They don't like it? They'll learn to keep their hands, mouths, and everything else to themselves.

She walks beside him at a leisurely pace, nodding. She won't ask after the injury - if Grayson isn't offering details, then it's not her business - instead focusing on the more important part of the evening.

"I'll avoid gutting anyone." It's offered in a completely casual tone. "I can scare them plenty with directly laying blades on them, too. People are so much more breakable than they want to believe, even when they're well-built and muscled." It would be nice to snap someone's neck when they think they're so powerful and above it all. Dreams it's been a long while since she had that kind of satisfaction.

Her head tilts slightly to one side at the thought, her dark smile returning. "Anything in particular you'd like to see or have them experience? I enjoy taking requests for this kind of work." Especially given the circumstances that have them out this evening.