He was right, really, about them not having the weapons needed for bigger game as readily on hand. If he had his full power, he wouldn't need any weapons, but with everything dulled, he's not entirely sure it would be so simple.

However, he doesn't have the chance to answer Thorfinn before the door is shoved open, tiny blonde thing standing in the doorway somehow taking up twice the space she should for all her glory. Kol's head swings up to look at her, brows arched. "Sorry, darling, I guess the fact that I was trying not to make a lunge for our friend here was a bit more important than shutting doors." He quips at her, sharper than any tone he'd used with Thorfinn in this conversation thus far. She kind of naturally brought it out in him, what can he say?

Not that she wasn't right, techically. But they were hardly yelling for the whole of the village to hear. Only anyone in the immediate vicinity of the door could have feasibly heard anything.