Noticing your intrusion in my dojo, I do not move so much as a muscle, sitting completely still in meditation.

I take it you've come for my head. But don't expect little resistance now that I'm on the straight and narrow. I'll do what it takes to defend myself, even if it involves... my old, underhanded techniques.

The last sentence is uttered with a slight frown, as if I deep down crave a fair fight.