. . . that knife looks nasty, from the glimpses of it that Jamie can see around the tangle of boys trying to get Adam's trousers off of Jamie's legs. And Jamie has no doubt that it will do what Joris says.

(Jamie feels he knows Joris quite well by now. And Joris would certainly feel very sorry when he found out that he'd killed a boy - but that wasn't going to help the boy. Or Joris, come to that.

Or any of them, once They start enforcing rules.)

He lets go of the boy he's currently grappling - which does not mean that the boy lets go of him - and squirms backwards, shouting as loudly as he can, "No! Stop it, Joris! You can't! That's entering play!"