[He can't argue! Even though, technically, he was busy chasing a mouse for a woman. Same difference.]

Hm, so even marimos engage in wishful thinking from time to time. [He exhales a wispy column of smoke.] It may not have been a pinch, but those swords of yours packed a serious punch. Hate to break it to ya, but this shit's real.

Someone's picked us up and shipped us off during the fray.