The drawer hit and Farfarello fell (or was it the other way around?) and Caim grinned then, smirked like he was a demon out of hell. He flung himself onto the collapsed body on the bed. Certainly this would be a poor move in most situations, but Caim genuinely believed that Farfarello was momentarily stunned. The knife, the claws -- Caim lunged out his hands to try and rip them away, thinking Farfarello couldn't fight back for the moment. He didn't necessarily want to reclaim them for his own, although the knife would be useful for ending this fight now.

How little he truly knew.