Always with the TOUCHING. Why, what mistake did he make in his questionable existence, that this should continue to happen? Firmly he catches the lunatic's hand and lowers it, like they're a child touching fragile things in a store, it's not even done unkindly, though that's more a function of bemusement than anything. "I never make up rules. Look, perhaps we can trade. You seem like a being that can probably appreciate that. Tell me who you are and I'll tell you--whatever it is that you're asking." The strain of being reasonable shouldn't be this familiar. He has a feeling it won't be any more effective than usual.