"Oh, you're smaller than I remember... I'd like to put you on my sword as an ornament."

Sam said sarcastically, touching his chin for a moment in conjunction with his amused look; although still upset that you decided to fight against and on the side of that other 'blondie' cyborg, as Sam called him.

"How many more encounters will it be, until one of us falls? It could have been different..." He raised his right eyebrow slightly, holding the Murasama's handle.