I'll be sure to duck. But if you're determined to stay outside, perhaps you could send a message to one of the nearby Healers to stand by to handle the effects this pair's mischief might have on their digestion.

[Judging by the greenish tint to Lord Harle's skin, he would be more than willing to wager that at least one of the pair has almost certainly swapped more than salt for sugar, or sour milk for fresh.]