[ It's a good thing he doesn't retaliate. James's senses are sharp and on edge, and he would not even flinch at the thought of stabbing the guy to stop an oncoming attack. He's got the advantage, and the next three potential moves planned out; he would be able to end this fairly quickly.

But he doesn't, even though he doesn't relax or let up on his stance either. At least the guy looks more surprised than anything else, and James watches him with ice blue eyes, the silence lingering for some good seconds after Finn's done talking. He's calculating his chances of being attacked regardless if he lets him go, after all it's the kind of thing he would have done to catch his opponent by surprise, but decides to take his chances and eases up on his hold. ]

That wasn't very smart. You should think twice about following a guy into an alley with a dagger in your hand.

[ Said dagger is still in James's hand, as he is debating on whether or not to give it back. With a flick of his gaze, he flips it over, handing it to Finn. ]

Try to stab me and I'll kill you.

[ Not a threat, just a warning. He wants Finn to know he's not letting his guard down that easily. ]

James.