woahhh violence warning! just heads up for people who... don't dig violence.
[ he's learned not to expect things, and to never let anything phase him. sharp, sharp intake at the knife slicing across his abdomen though, shit. ow. doesn't let the wince show though. doesn't let piter see a thing but his lips peeling back from his teeth, baring a feral smile. voice strained, quiet, deep: ] Full of surprises aren't you, Piter?
[ he reaches to his belt and pulls out his own dagger before tumbling to the ground-- one hand repositioning that stunner to hit softer flesh-- perhaps his neck? while the other aims to drive a humming blade into his shoulder. ]