"I think I'll be fine," he stated simply, turning to face the tall, blue Deva, "though I do apprethiathe the offer." he fastened the sheath of his rapier to his waist and lugged his bad up and into his shoulder, sucking air in through his teeth as the bag knocked into his laceration. It was going to he fine, he was sure of it but it didn't mean it would hurt less. "thome fighth huh?" he asked, trying to make conversation with the deva he felt comfortable with. He adjusted his scar as he did, tightening it so it wouldn't fall.