[If he didn't know quite well what Saber is capable of, he might take exception to that. But mandatory grumbling aside, the trial they've endured has put him well past petty egoism.]
Fair enough. [He lifts the rubber-tipped hammer overhead and swings, all his weight and strength behind it. The measuring implement sails to the top of the ruler and tings the bell, having no ill effects on the mechanism. The strike isn't especially loud, and he has no doubt that Saber could have the bell resonating throughout the dome if she wished.]
[He hands her the hammer over with a grin. Your turn.]