[ Cade laughs now, amused at how childish this skilled fighter can seem. A clever ploy, yet he doesn’t begrudge Jack for it.

He’s actually reminded of someone from home - their crown prince, Heylel. The kid’s a spoiled brat and doesn’t seem to take anything seriously, but when push comes to shove, he’s one heck of a fighter. Just lazy, mostly. ]

Well, you said it’s my fault if more baddies show up. Why don’t you help the poor old man over there while I take care of the reinforcements?

[ He doesn’t even wait for Jack to agree or disagree. He just turns around and leaves. The door’s barely closed when there’s a sound of a sword being drawn, followed by other not-too-pleasant noises. Nope, not for decoration, Jack. ]