He makes a noise not unlike 'gurk' when his beard is yanked on, dropping his frozen treat in the scuffle. And when the pain passes, it gives him time to be aware that there's a weapon being brandished against him.

Amelia may have a fire in her eyes, but Naugus soon has the same. Actual fire. It licks upwards in small whorls, red and hot. His teeth are bared by now, all them sharp and pointed and far too plentiful.

"You court disaster, girl. One chance to drop your steel is all you get."

Well, Amelia? Lower it? Or go for some pain?