I suppose one could be both prepared and bold, but audaciousness does less to protect the living here than some simple, preventative measures.

['Simple' being relative, if all his glyph experimentation and theory is any indication. He goes about preparing some tea for both of them, getting his familiar, grey mug from the shelf, along with an emerald green one that he's privately designated as Qubit's. Maybe something to drink will help calm Qubit's nerves — and if it doesn't, he'll find something that will, as it's clear what a part of the problem is.]