*has mental image of Behrooz facing off with Chris O'Donnell in a Shovel-Wielding Death Match*

"I do not need your permission to think whatever I want, monsieur." He seems amused.

"You remind me--only a little bit--of a boy of my acquaintance, a young outlaw by the name of D'Artagnan, who fancies himself a Musketeer. You strike me as having a more sensible head on your shoulders, but you remind me of him nonetheless."