Then I'll consider that a warning, having never experienced her cooking myself.

[He drains the last of his tea, and sets the empty mug down on the coffee table.]

... One more thing, while we're in the midst of clearing the air. I don't know whether your little story about your sister [or not-sister, whatever] is true. What I do know is that I've rubbed shoulders with ruthless killers for a long time, and I cannot peg you as one of them. However...

[He leans forward, a steely sharp glint in his eye.]

If you involve Athena in any such bloodthirsty business, I will have your head. Understood?