Asking Real Questions

"Oh, did I get it wrong?" I said, feeling sheepish.

His eyes narrowed dangerously, a sign that he's about to go off and threaten me. 

"Little cat, you have been getting on my nerves for some time now. Do you want to die that much?"

I bet. I mean, I may or may not have been bugging him off intentionally these days…

"You won't kill me though…" 

Lukas raised one of his brows.

"Hoh? Are you so confident?"

"Well, fifty-fifty?" and then blinked at him for effect.

As I have said, I am this brave to banter with him because I know for a fact that he won't do anything to me no matter how I irk him. Anyway, as long as I am not pushing all of his buttons and get on his bad side, I'm relatively safe.

"You should be thankful that I'm being kind enough to not throw you out of the window right now," he cautioned.