Chrissy opens her mouth to say something and promptly closes it again upon realizing that she has no idea what to even say to that. In fact, it takes her a couple of seconds. "Okay, wow. That's possibly the weirdest thing I've heard all day," she manages, finally. And this place is honestly kind of weird on a daily basis, so that's saying something.

She watches as Gwen manages to dodge the knife again and breathes out a small sigh of relief, even if the danger here is pretty minimal. "Alright. How do we want to do this? Count of three? Or...?" This is a first for her, so she's not entirely sure how to go about it. Something tells her that just trying to make a mad grab for the little guy isn't going to work.