[He doesn't flinch as her blade procures a small stream of blood down his neck, barely even glancing down as she holds the sword once more against him. His own expression is one of indifference, though his body is tensed to fight her if need be. He'd enjoy it, but he knows now that a direct confrontation with her like a battle isn't going to accomplish his goals, but will only to scratch the never ending itch he's had to really face off with her in combat.]

Come on, not everything I do is attention seeking. Think about it from my point of view. I don't know what you needed that for, but considering the Abyss's agenda, how am I to know that it won't be used against the people of Snezhnaya one day? Against my own family, for that matter? I won't have their blood on my hands.

[He still doesn't budge an inch though, studying her to see if and when she tenses to try to remove his head from his body.]