"Raising people from the dead. I won't pretend to understand that." Then again, he had befriended an Archangel who could make something out of nothing, and a mutant with claws that came out of her hands and feet. So really, anything was possible.
Moving his right foot back, he brought up his scimitar in a defensive stance. He wasn't going to make assumptions because she was a woman, fighting with Djaq had removed that judgement from his mind, but he also wanted to see what she could do. His wife might have accused him of having an ego, but it wasn't ego when he said he was good at what he did. With an amused grin at her words, he invited her to make the first move.