[ Nah, he's not retracting it. Still grinning even. Although he does shrug a bit, almost as if what he said is somehow a surprise to himself. ]

Hands, fists, nails. Teeth. I fucking love teeth. [ Yeah as if his resting shark face wasn't enough hint. ] Sharp things. Canes. Ropes. Actually, just pull my hair at the right time and we're golden.

[ just a casual conversation in the middle of a hallway ]