[Once he's said his piece, Pearl rolls her eyes and brings the tip of her sword close to Therion's face again, just an inch or two from the tip of his nose.]

Listen to me: I refuse to believe you don't understand that some things are inherently wrong, laws aside. Malum in se is the term, if my memory serves. And I trust my own eyes.

Now, I'm giving you one last chance to return that bracelet.