[Diarmuid startles back a bit, clutching the bag closer, almost protectively. His eyes follow Peter's, and confusion is quickly replaced by both memories and defensiveness — on Peter's behalf, because he doesn't quite realize it's, in a sense, both of them in tandem.]

You — You shouldn't interrupt Peter when he's speaking. I do not want to speak with you; I want to speak with Peter, so release him. [He stands up in full, holding the satchel close, this time more as a defensive gesture; if he needs to, he will send Paimon away if he lashes out. In fact-] Why must I keep it? Why would I ever rid myself of it, after what you tried to do?

Do you forget that it had helped protect me when you wanted to spill my blood for sacrifice?