"There you go spoiling my fun again," Rus complains, mangling the name so it sounds sort of like Seveth. "It's for a good cause after all," he says.
"I meant that I'm certainly not frightened of them," he explains. "Nor are you," he adds hastily. "But you're a far better actor than I am. Maybe I should just not say anything and look menacing." He balls his hands into fists and scowls.
Unless it Fudge Stripes; then they're OK. We have it on pancakes and Mom says it's good on vanilla ice cream. EEK! Tie down the china! ;)