Cao Pi doesn't risk interfering so he doesn't move, but at last they're close enough that he can breathe much easier, feel his head clearing, and take a moment to consider tactics. From where he is he can't see the whole picture but he can take some guesses. "Do you know how to tell it that the lantern is my life?" he murmurs against Rosinante's shoulder. It has to be their base-level reasoning, that it's not actively trying to kill him, before they step things up to aggression. Maybe it just doesn't know. God he hopes it just doesn't know.

All he can do is add, "...I know how to say 'please,' but that's about it." He tried learning, but his aptitude for music is a hindrance to such a language. At the very least he has the polite words down because politeness is everything.