Matthias drank in her defiance, it delighted him how she stood up to him. With no fear, almost daring him to disagree. He only smiled, moving towards her, not touching, but looking across his shoulder to her.
"Then we shall accept our own positions and know each other," Matthias replied, tone low and calm, though his eyes had fallen back to blue, they held amusement and excitement.
"Will getting to know you be more easily done than before?" He asked, "If I remember, it took a swordfight to earn your name."