He sighs, but he seems to be smiling as well. He sticks his sword straight up in the ground and picks up a wooden sword. He moves it around in his hands a few times before he picks up his own swords and sheathes his sword. "I guess you're mother will be more dangerous than me when something like that happens, hmm?" He grins at her and holds the wooden sword in his right hand as he holds the other in front of him as a shield if needed. He notices that people have gathered around the ring again and he shakes his head. "Why are they always so curious?" he then asks, more to himself than someone else. He looks at her and nods. "Shall we, madam?", he whispers just loud enough for her to hear.