Sure. I'll be ready for you before you can spell the word "risky!"

[Finally, Henry retreats to a safer distance from the lakeside, just as Corrin wished for before. He spins on his sandal-clad heel and cracks his knuckles, just for show.]

'Kay! Let 'em at me, and we'll see just what kind of curse we can slough off! [Henry punctuates this with a single, sharp laugh, then a sigh.] Hope this works.