His death glare may have done the trick on its own, but what really pulls the whole situation into the fireworks factory was Baiken's own reaction, not even aware they were being watched. Not yet, anyways.

"Ask me again, and I'm gonna remove your head from your shoulders, furball," she coldly remarked, and nothing about her expression suggested she was joking or wouldn't make good on her threat. The pitch-giving moogle started to panic. He looked at Baiken, gulped. He looked at Cor, gulped. He looked at Baiken's moogle, Suzuran, who offered no sympathy, only silently shaking her head.