[And yeah, the confusion vanishes in less than a heartbeat. He comes within a hair of stepping back and drawing his own gun, which is holstered against the small of his back. His voice drops to a killer's pitch.] You need to be more careful than that.

[But there's no need for his counterpart to bring him to his own home, his own room, to murder him. He knows that. He comes closer.]

Are you serious, though? A word to the wise—don't use that in the Metaverse. If you'd ever need to.