I'm secure. That's what matters.

[ Security is temporary. He knows that very well. But for the moment, it doesn't get much more secure than this.

He approaches the table, and leans around her without taking his eyes from her face, to pick up a bottle resting just behind her. Then he gestures for her to hand him a cup on her other side. ]

And I can promise you now, if you keep coming at me in front of my men like that, you won't receive such a warm welcome next time.