He listened to her and smiled at her words. "Wise words befitting a woman of your status" he remarked. A flash of silver revealed the blade from his right gauntlet as it shot forth from where it had been concealed beneath his wrist. "So Jocelyn what shall we be hunting today? My blde thirsts for the blood of monsters. I shall paint these holy ruins with their essence." he smiled somewhat sadistically staring at the blade as he said these things. Realizing his lapse in bearing he concealed it immediately and concealed the blade again, it seemed to almost vanish into thin air, but to any true watcher they would see it disappear back under his wrist. His left hand rested on the hilt of the longsword as he stood to the side and swept his hand in a gesture to Jocelyn to lead the way.