[Yenh purses her lips, falling completely silent—but not letting go. There is a long pause before she speaks again, her smile returning to easy. And her tone the entire time is so steadfastly conversational and friendly that there is no way it is an act.]

I'd truly rather you not. The men whom have held your position oft end up dead by my hand. And Kaphlar, I truly don't relish taking life, but I've long stopped flinching at the smell of burned flesh and the vibration and resistance of my blade sliding through a man's ribcage!

Don't make me have to share the experience with you, hm? I'd much rather not.

[And now that Yenh has finished Being Real, she lets his balls go and gives them a pat.]