[Bennet is not a fool, at least not in matters of duty and honor. He knows how easily this could be a trap.]

[So he rounds on his new friend and pulls him close, not yanking him up into the air at least, but letting it be know just how easily he could.]

Understand this, mage: if you mean to lead me into a trap, many will die. I most likely. But also many of your countrymen, and most certainly you, for I will extract the debt for such treachery to my last breath.

Do you understand?

[He doesn't release the smaller man, but he does give him slack enough to draw breath and answer, if only just.]