Qilby lands on his rear on the ground, looks up, expecting the worst... Ah, it hit his shoulder, but the young man looks bewildered more than anything. Was he not expecting Qilby to fight back? Come on, he knows he looks like a disabled old man, but really??

His first instinct is to laugh, but he quells it with just a snort. Instead, he just stands, brushing the back of his pants off and looking down at Otoha the way a teacher might look at a child.

"Maybe you'll think twice before trying that again," he says; his voice is low and tight. As he bends to pick up the sword, he adds: "Now, I'll be taking this until you learn how to manage yourself."

You could kill him right now, just take it, rings his own voice between his ears.