Henry: Lillian?

Lillian: Hm? -scanning her tome-

Henry: Can I cut off your fingers?

Lillian: -Raises a brow and looks over- No..? You can not...

Henry: How about your hands or head? -opens his spell book-

Lillian: No, Henry, you're not cutting anybody in this group's head off or hands and fingers.

Henry: -Shuts his book- How boringggggg.... Entertain me. Scream a blood gurgling scream or even slice your wrist in front of me! The smell of that crimson liquid, even the look of it-

Lillian: Henry, stop, please....

Henry: What?

Robin: -Enters- She doesn't like hearing those things, you know. It's best never to ask those questions or even mention it to Lillian like how you do to everyone else, remember?

Henry: Do you think she'll do it to me then? -excited-

Robin: What, no...

Lillian: -Drops her tome, grabs and shakes him by his cape- Henry, no injuries between us! Stop it! -frowning-

Henry: -Busy laughing and holding her wrist to stabilize himself-

Robin: -Sweatdrops- These two...

Everyone: Ask away!