[It's difficult to hold onto Aleos, but hold on he does, fingernails digging in slightly as he tries to use his greater height and weight to hold him back. He didn't want to hurt Aleos, but if he didn't calm...

His suspicions had been correct. Mithos had had a weapon on him all along, and he would not see Aleos injured, much less with that blade. Once he realizes the Knife is out to stay, he takes a different tactic, working to wrestle the smaller brunette into a position where his own body would at least be a shield in case of attack. The shaking earth did not make this easy.] It is as much my fault for not watching her carefully enough....! But she would not want this!

[He turns to glance at Mithos, keeping most of his focus on keeping Aleos away but his eyes are steely. He was doing his best to keep them apart, and would make his body a barrier as much as he could, but this was still dangerous. He had to try to get them both to stand down, as difficult as it was, or the situation would not defuse. His voice is firm: a warning as much as a command.] Put that away. She would shed tears once more if you used that knife on him, and I will not allow it. She did not leave you that for this.