[ Who'd want to make sure of that before a fight? That's boring. That's so boring it could've come from, like, a librarian or something. ]

[ HOW CAN YOU HIDE A CROWBAR FROM HIM, FLYNN?? HE THOUGHT THEY WERE FRIENDS? ]

Hey, that's fine. Give me a sharp stick and I'll break through three hundred Spartans.

[ his middle name is probably Modesty ]

Wood's fine for practice, but it's still gotta have the flesh, so to speak.

[ He supposes he could whittle something from a piece of furniture, but he's found nothing with a blade so far, and random pieces of rubble are just too... wrong. Clumsy. A proper sword is all about the elegance. ]