Seeing me with the knife in my hand, Wesley looked at me puzzled. He took a step back and stopped as I walked towards him. He probably thought I wanted to hurt him, but I turn the knife over and hand it to him by the handle.

Wesley: Ashley what are you doing with that???

Me: Here Wesley, take that knife, you might as well stab me with that. It would hurt me less and if you don't do it, I will.

He gently reaches out and takes the knife cautiously.

Wesley: How can you say such a thing Ashley? But you've gone totally crazy. Have you thought about your...