Herbalists' Cache been training vipers to come for you

Irritation flashes through him at the question, though he manages to hold it back with great effort. Not weak, he reminds himself. But the words still slip out a little more abrasive than he'd intended — and a little more revealing. Why are you talking to me? No one ever talks to me unless they want to try to kill me, He immediately regrets the words, and his teeth sink briefly into his tongue. Embarrassed, he quickly adds, And why did you act like you know me?