Then whatever it is, I wouldn't stop you from killing the real one, but--

[ Justy keeps his eyes on hers, wherever they wander, while ignoring the knife now that it's drawn. If they've still got their hands connected, he keeps them that way. Whether Duck is still around or not, Justy ignores it. ]

He's not really here, I promise. It's just me. And you don't really wanna stab me, right?