Zel decides that he rather likes Holmes- not that it will likely show much beyond the slightly increased inclination to smile. "Val deserves to be hung dozens of times, though I expect the Mother might object. I'll have to settle for throwing him into a tree when Jack's not looking or hanging him by his feet from the roof- though he'd probably enjoy that."
"Outlawed. This is a very odd place." He nods; it makes sense in a way as people here are much less sturdy and resistant to injury than from his world. Zel sighs, deflating a bit. It had such promise. He considers for a moment then asks, "What of using sabers or another lighter weapons? The tactics will be different but I could stand to work on those along with agility."