They hear the submissiveness in their other's voice, which, admittedly, does a little to soothe the flame, but not as much as might have been preferable. They straighten their back and strike the floor with the butt of their staff to hold it upright, the lantern clattering as it swings from the hook.

"Hmph. Fine, then. But you better stay out of my way before I hurt you. And tell your friends that, too."