Pitch chuckles at the mention of poison. "If I wanted you dead or harmed you already would be, Micheletto. I do not."

He stares back at the other man for just as long. "I can't read the future. You and your little friends might decide to attack me at some point and then I will have to harm you and them to defend myself. You lot can break as many promises as you want, I can't so no. I will not promise you more than tonight."