The situation was untenable. Dominic was a fool to have let himself get into it, and to not have done the proper scans, to not have known that there would be people here soon.

"I'm fine." The knife shifted in his hand, a warning not to get closer.

There was nothing to be done now except to blow up his ship, probably himself with it. First he had to convince this man to leave him alone with it. Unfortunately he wasn't exactly at his most eloquent right now. Exhausted, stressed, and facing a situation he'd never particularly wanted to find himself in. "Leave me, I'm fine," he repeated.