Remy rushed to meet him, dodging the blades and grabbing one wrist, twisting it until he dropped the dagger, eyes a glow and starring at the second, which burned red hot and shortly joined its fellow. "I'm a Thief same as you an' dis is ma home much as it is yours. I been gone 'most seven years, and it weren't my fault." Twisting his wrist further, he thrust him away, ducking to gab one of the fallen daggers and brandishing it at the others. "Y'all know I kill," he warned.