Where initially Davian felt a wave of relief to see Ms. Hallowfen appear out from between the vines that covered his face, spotting the knife in her hand did nothing but ramp up Davian's fear that he was going to be plant food. "Fuck! Don't gut me! I didn't mean to! It was an accident!" Davian cried, wriggling harder to get out of the vines. They only tightened around him and he grunted, face flushed with blood rushed to his head, and he was afraid enough that his glamours were failing, showing the rows of sharp demon teeth in his mouth.
"Pleasepleaseplease don't cut me up and feed me to it! I'll do anything! I swear!"