The Monk, snapping out of his funk at the chance to scare somebody, turns his gaze toward the woman.
Giveing her his best "evil smirk" Ral says "Ano...it's dissapointing, ne? I've always dreamed of a beautiful woman being intrested in me, fun childhood but that's no one's busness. And here, I have some lady throwing herself at anything male, I bet she'd even get to know Cadbury "Biblicy", and I'm clergy! The Boss loves irony ya know."
Pauseing for a breath, the Monk's gaze turns from mocking to a cold, hard fury, keeping his casual tone of voice, Ral continues, "I really don't care one way or another. But if you mock, harras, or hurt my friend, or any of my friends, again, I'll give you a death that'd give a sadist stomach problems. Get it?"
