"Good, oh and feel free to try and kill me, seriously." he added casually. It wasn't as though anything really could, he'd tried pretty much everything in that regard, and yet he always came back. A lot of people though that would be great, but it wasn't. It took the thrill out of things, and it meant he'd keep living longer then pretty much everyone he knew.

He remains in a casual stance for a second, and turns his neck until he hears a loud crack.

"Yeah, that was a good one."

He then proceeds to unsheath two of his swords, and swirls them around expertly, enjoying the sound before charging in.