"Don't really give a shit about your plumbing," he growled, already trying to think of ways to get out of the situation. He was bound to get cut regardless, but depending on how he moved, it might not be fatal. If he just...
Then, suddenly out of nowhere - literally nowhere, Faram-damned ninjas - there was Audrey, with a blade against Alecta's neck. "For fuck's sake, tiny, are you stalking me?" But her appearance was a distraction, and he wasn't going to let that go to waste. His good fortune, it seemed.
With a grunt, he jabbed his elbow at Alecta's chest, knowing she was distracted, then rolled out from under her when she jerked back. he felt a gash open on his throat, but it felt shallow. Non-fatal.
"Sorry, lady," he said, pulling a card, giving her a narrow-eyed look. He'd underestimated her, but wouldn't be making that mistake again. "I think playtime's done."