[He jerks his head up to stare at Maes in alarm. How terrible he feels is shoved right out of his head.]

What? I get you could startle people but, actually hurting you?

[He stares down at the pot he's been scrubbing to think about that.]

Maybe we should have a bulletin board in the kitchen for important warnings? It could prevent that.

We could have two. One in here, one near the temple entrance.