[Subtle, maybe, but unlike his normal complete obliviousness, Michael is currently half-melded with a thing that sees tiny movements as provocations. His eyes go straight to Newt's inching hand.]
What, was this a ruse to lure me here to kill me?
[Mmmm that was so bad of a joke it didn't even sound like one. Newt's probably the one who thinks this is about to be a murder. Let's try something else.]
Relax. I'm the one you invited to help. Remember?
[He pushes the hood back to hopefully look at least a little less threatening.]
stop!!!
What, was this a ruse to lure me here to kill me?
[Mmmm that was so bad of a joke it didn't even sound like one. Newt's probably the one who thinks this is about to be a murder. Let's try something else.]
Relax. I'm the one you invited to help. Remember?
[He pushes the hood back to hopefully look at least a little less threatening.]