[Good... he should be tense. He would have to wonder over anyone who could remain relaxed in this sort of situation.]

Perhaps I do. I haven't decided yet.

[That isn't true either. He has already decided not to kill Miguel, though his mind could change if the man offers specific threats for his own demise. In that case, letting him go might be too dangerous and outweigh the degenerate's potential entertainment value.]

[Vulpes' eyes travel to the food and utensils that had fallen to the floor when he'd hit Miguel with the tray.]

I have occasionally wondered if I could slit a man's throat with a butter knife. It might be interesting to try.