[Sam can't exactly feel what Hanako is feeling--she knows something happened to him, more than just his little ghosty guy going poof. And it probably was not good--and what he says next practically confirms it. She just turns her head towards Crimson--in the other woman's direction, really--and nods.]

We'll have a reckoning, some day. He wasn't menacing you, and he's just a kid. But today is not that day.

[And Sam does offer a nod of respect. That wasn't a threat, after all. Just a promise! At least it should be evident to Hanako that when Sam unslings her axe, it's far more languid and lenient action than if she was following Chaosbringer and Decadence's lead. She just leans on it like it's a crutch--which it absolutely is, with the ground shaking the way it is.]

Gentleman, whatever your feelings right now, we're not welcome here any longer! Discretion is the better part of valor, after all!

[She'd rather leave of her own volition and accord, than get yeeted out again. Twice is more than enough...]