Terrence burst out laughing at the challenge from the parrot, and took up his own stance. He didn't bother to stop laughing long enough to take a swipe at her with his sword, testing her abilities with the blade. Swords weren't his forte - he usually stuck to knives - but he had used them before, and he particularly liked his broadsword, even though it was plastic.
"Arr, gonna knock yer feathers off, Polly Cracker," he said, still laughing as he moved to keep his balance, the ship swaying gently under his feet.