[The flat look Dirk gives Yuan back leaves no doubt as to the fact that the dwarf will do whatever he needs to do to keep them where they are.]

Are yah gonna make me?

[Kratos only chuckles low, head turning toward Yuan's shoulder in tacit acknowledgement of the peacefulness Yuan so rarely exhibits. He makes no verbal contribution to that particular argument, though; and regardless, Dirk moves to the corner to lay down the pillows and shake out the blankets, with every appearance of being entirely serious in making up a bed for the two of them.]

But I'm not taking off your boots for you.