He can't help the amused smile at Douglas's logic. A boy's logic, he thought, but there was no reason he should squash it. "Thou hath been improving. Both of ye. E'en if one hath hands more oft."
Casually he takes his sword off his shoulder, steps in and with the flat of his blade gives Douglas's sword hand an underhand whack to test his grip. He is prepared to catch the sword should it go flying. "Mayhap this teamwork shouldst be tested. A spar with mineself. What say?"
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