Anthony was terrified. He watched, still in complete silence, as the person lowered her blade by a little, and tried to figure out whether pulling out his oen knife was a good idea or not. He lowered his hands again. "I—" he finally managed to say something, at least, though it was not much, "...no." He didn't have much money on his person, and what he had, was pretty essential to his survival. He didn't want to give it away.