Brutus attempts to pull the whatever-the-fuck-it-is away before the girl gets herself cut, but nope- she's insistent and earns herself a nice little line of blood for her efforts. He raises half a lazy eyebrow, holding the crab directly up with his... Slightly longer than seems proportional arm-span.

"Ah, first mistake, now I know you want it."

A low chuckle like metal creaking, "you go around stickin' knives on all your pets, ya fuckin' muppet?"