[Blackquill doesn't even look around, saying dismissively,] Don't interfere, Wright-dono. This duel is not yours.

[Which, true to form, he makes seem like a fight to the death instead of a... rather inappropriate reprimand over some spilled popcorn. Except...]

--Wright-dono?

[When did he get here? The split second he turns to look at Phoenix, the robot goes to strike him. Blackquill slashes lightning quick at the robot, and its paddle drops cleanly to the ground in two.]

Only a coward would attack when my attention is elsewhere! Let that be a warning.