"I'm fine, I'm not what I seem to be." He smiled as he removed his hood. "I'm not as religious is I appear to be." A sharp iron stake extended from the bottom of his cross as he prepaired for battle. He then turned to the panther. "I don't wish to fight you, and if you're looking for food, I have some money if you want it." He then turned to the woman in the brown pants. "I can't pet a beautiful woman such as yourself get hurt in a fight, even if you are a mutant." He smiled at her.