I think if you so tired of talking to an angry man, you ought to just go ahead and fry my brain if you so please.

[But he's the one who sounds tired now, as furious as he still is. He's not afraid of her, for all her talk. It's not that he doesn't believe it; he does. But she'll kill him or she won't. She'll hurt him or she won't. He wishes she would.]

But don't think this something like you putting me in my place, child. You still sound a fool to me.