That's a pretty open ended question. [Tyki muses, fingers floating over keys.]
Is anyone truly safe from death and harm? Could I harm you if I wanted? Would people put themselves between you, protect you like a child? Could you defend yourself this time? So many questions, so many reasons I can't even begin to answer that for you. A man can kill a man, there's no safety in life. That's why it's called life, an opposite to death.
Two states of being. Natural order? Balance... [A little manic, he pauses in what becomes something of a rambling monologue.] A better question would be: Do I want to come after you?