Come with me if you want to live

Lyon managed to groan, despite the fact that his lungs were becoming needy. He would not roll his eyes, though the temptation was there. In the interest of his own self-preservation he would press on, but should this woman prove to be pulling his leg the consequences would be severe. He was not the sort to be made a fool of, he had proved it time and time again. Of course, such a tiny thing in comparison, she would need to be a fool to engage him. She knew this, surely? "I'll warn you, woman. I am not the sort to be mocked. If you prove false it will come out of your hide," he groused.