The hilt hit home, but it didn't even phase him. He twisted his arm at an awkward angle and chuckled. "I told you before, boy," he started, a smirk buried onto his smug face, "I'm his right arm." And just like that, he grabbed Ando's other arm with his other hand and held it away from him, keeping the sword in a direction where Ando couldn't have possibly chosen to use it against him.
"Now, tell me, what is it that you think you're doin' here?"