[Claude is startled, then a flash of anger crosses his face, as Set tears into her arm.] ---No! I'm not a liar. He just does as he pleases.

[He shoots Set a look of visible disgust. Whatever she is -- human or construct -- a god of war who brings violence on those who don't strike back aren't worthy of his respect. Or maybe her blank, artificial, stilted nature just reminds him of a certain someone, so he empathises more than he otherwise might.

Regardless, Misa seems to get the picture, at least, so he lowers his bow and addresses the god next. He still keeps an arrow to the string, though, should he need it.]

She's right -- we can stop fighting here. Stand down, and we can all talk this through.