Do not approach him alone. [ For a minute his usual self breaks through the haze of alcohol, blue eyes clouded over with nothing but concern. He doesn't want anyone approaching someone who is so clearly mad. ] In fact, stay as far away from him as you can. I'll deal with it.

[ Then after a moment, as Sturmhond's other words sink in. ] Charming. I'd hate to have to put you to too much trouble. [ But! Is that a hint of a smile? ]