"That is not the benchmark we need to be using here!!!"

Varian raises his arms in mock surrender as Ivar turns on him.

"Hey, lower the knives, I'm not telling you that you should give up and die. Did- did you not see my leg?" he squints at the wheelchair. "But this place is dangerous- and has... stairs. This might need some modifications so you can move better here. I mean, I'm guessing with the axe throwing and all you'd rather be in a fight than running away from it?"