And so he's reached the surly stage of being drunk. When Psionic steps forward, Childermass stands his ground rather than retreating. He does lower his hands, though, choosing to clasp them behind his back instead while he deals with this.

"I do not know what you can and cannot do, sir," he'll reply, settling back to a calm neutrality. "So I do not think anything at all. Perhaps it's time for you to call it a night."