[the playfulness stops, silence hanging between them as saber's body language shifts. flat and without much emotion behind his words, a dangerous emptiness:]

You wouldn't because you can't. Don't screw around about killing what's mine.

[ash is untouchable even to him no matter how many times they went at each other. alicent, on the other hand - she's very touchable. no real consequence for killing her, but he knows cellar wouldn't be able to deal with them, not when she's so caught up in her feelings. tapping the surface between them to draw her attention back up to him. stop picking at those nails, cellar.]

Do you have a picture if you're going to be so sensitive about it?