"Quite right. Thinking of a weapon objectively is much too simple - it is almost as if one's weapon is alive as you are..." Something was strange when he said that. He was referring to himself, but there was something in his tone that implied a separate context. "How about we do as old men should do then. A story, perhaps? A good story is a good exchange of words as a fight is to the best form of acquaintance. But I do believe that neither of us here would like to disturb the silence of the woods. Moments of peace like this one must enjoy. So would you indulge me, mysterious warrior? Tell me a story and I shall tell you one of my own."