That's all this is?

[ Roy relaxes, switching off his guitar's dangerous mechanics and letting it hang harmlessly from its strap around his shoulder again. He turns to Genos; this fellow actually knows how to talk like a regular person it seems. ]

All right. Since you asked.

I would have said yes sooner if someone had asked me in a non-aggressive manner. No more knives. I play better when I don't think someone is about to murder me.