The mer tilt his head and sank back, hand gripping at the dagger in his hand. "I will leave you, then," Cristiano said quietly in further apology. His body straightened, paused, and then he went to dive and swim away. If she called he would return, if not he might just go for good. He did not want to be threatened, nor did he want to fight or argue. For now, soldier or not, it was better to run.