It seemed to take Kurt a moment to completely process with Pietro said, and he took a thoughtful gulp of his beer in the meantime, before his eyes widened and he slowly shook his head. "Neeeein," he argued, "Ich muss ihren respekt haben-" He finished off the beer, disappeared in a cloud of sulfurous smoke and then reappeared a minute later on top of the deck railing where he teetered dangerously for a moment and then fell over, catching himself with his tail and and clambered back up without his usual nimble grace. He chuckled at himself and moved towards Pietro again to handed off one of the beers to him. It had been a perilous journey, but worth it. He had returned, triumphant, with ale.