Well Strange better try them, otherwise 9S' very sharp and pointy sword is gonna bury itself in between the scorpion's eyes.

"Then do it." Gone is the wonder and curiosity from 9S' voice at hearing Strange's explanation of his magic. 9S' grip on his sword tightens, whiteknuckled underneath his gloves. "If it makes any funny moves, I'm killing it."

After everything in the last couple of days, 9S doesn't think he can deal with Strange dying on him, too.