"Well thanks to you the offer's probably off the table anyway!" K'ile gestured vaguely northward, then southward, then just spread his arms and didn't know where to gesture anymore. "At this point the best I can do is talk the tribe into surrendering. Or take all the weapons or something. But you're just going to beat me up again, so, hey, what are you going to do about it? Yell at me about, and nothing else!"
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