[Finally, some action after ten minutes of complaining and maybe a few minutes of actually sitting in the grass with his eyes closed while he thinks about taking down every human in Marina that's his meditation, all right don't judge. Thankfully, his sword and custom helmet weren't destroyed can you imagine how upset he would be otherwise the dramatics would be out of this prison so he walks over towards a familiar yet new face to the class. Time to point his sword towards her, a dramatic flair to his position as his cape whooshes softly against the grass.]
I challenge you, if you would like to! I might just go easy on you, friend, since you're not a human. ... Oh, and I suppose because you're also new to the class.