"I prefer Escaflowne. And I know the risks of being a warrior. However, if Athena calls for me, I am bound by my powers to aid her. I know this is not what you wanted to hear but also think from this view. What could threaten Athena on her own ground?"
He noticed her jaw clenching as she asked if he understood what would be expected of him. He said "I have been fighting since I was twelve. I am ninety six now. I have been in heavy combat for all those years practically nonstop aside from having to be placed in a regenerator twice. I've done everything from defend a castle while outnumbered forty to one to fighting a red dragon as big as this facility by myself and killing it. You don't have to worry about me being a liability in battle, nor having me lose my focus. Emotions and personal feelings have no place in war. If an ally dies, I will honor their memory by finishing the mission. Grieving has no place in battle for me as it dulls my blades and makes me useless. It sounds cruel but battle is not meant to be anything less."
The warrior remembered seeing Athena cut by a demons blade and a single tear rolled down his face. As if it hadn't he asked "My fighting styles include tridents, bastard swords, dual wielding longswords and maces, several styles of hand to hand including boxing and kick boxing and fighting with katar style claws on my hands and feet. I going to be asked to spar with anyone? I was told that the stronger warriors of us are amazons and what I've learned are called Kryptonians. I've met Superman, who is the other?"