Then I guess we're going to be thoroughly embarrassed about what shit luck we have. Survived the end of the world and got shanked by some random arsehole in a creepy hallway.

[He doesn't sound at all convinced that's going to happen and he's now laser focused on finding Yasha and Caleb, so he keeps walking.]

Stay close, Nott. If there was ever a time we needed to stick together, it's now.

[One way or another. ]