I ... Yeah. I guess so... [It wasn't always battles like that. There were battles of other sorts. To be honest, he preferred the rush and chaos of the battlefield. He wasn't alone. No one cared who he was, or where he came from, just that he had a sword and was useful. He could pretend he wasn't going to be dealing with the fallout on his own afterwards.
So he gives Phanan a look that probably drags on for longer than it should. But it takes that long for him run through his options, measure up his trust. He looks away with a shaky nod.] Yeah. Okay.