[ Now that earns a blink as he processes her offer, followed quickly by a grin. So they speak the same language after all. Maybe different dialects, considering as far as weapons go they have vastly different preferences, but the fun in using them all the same.

Though Amos' eyes drift back towards her dagger, then back to her eyes to address her directly. ]

You got a sword on you too, or just planning on using your knife? Or do you mean put the pointy objects away, go with fisticuffs? Just so we're clear.

[ No potential for any candelabra-esque incidents. Besides, not like they can really hurt themselves here, but probably better to get that established before he takes a swing at her and lucks out in removing a limb.

... She's probably right, though. About landing a hit. She's got that look to her: not particularly big, but you make up for it in other ways. If he manages a hit, it'd probably be a pretty big one. But he'd have to actually land it at first.

He's up for the challenge, at least. It'll be fun. Whatever her terms are — he'll happily go with them. ]