[Whether Ashura was comfortable being casual wasn't particularly relevant; Yuuri was the least formal King there was, and it was a struggle for Conrad to even use his name rather than his title. But since Ashura hadn't offered a title, Conrad had little choice in that.]
[He smiles, drawing the sword at his hip. It has a narrow, simple blade, but the hilt is decorated with a demon-like skull and a detailed snake wound around the length of it.] My sword. I've only the one skill to speak of, I'm afraid. [The way he holds the blade, with perfect confidence unlike he displays in any conversation outside of Yuuri, should be evidence that his skill with it was remarkable.]