First she was cutting at him, and that was pretty bad. But then she hurled a knife at his eye and he nearly died from sheer panic. That was his eye! The only one he had left! HE NEEDED THAT!
"Hey, hey! Calm down!" Xander said, pulling his head back against the wall as far as he could. Which wasn't by much, really. His skin burned from where she had cut into him, but seeing that knife in front of his face was SO much worse.
"Can't we just...talk about this? There's no need to...ramble on about kings and make with the cutting. You can have my donuts!"