Kat mumbled a bit under his arms before turning to his hyperactive childhood friend. Krash was always one to cheer Kat up. His hyperactive nature always made him laugh. As such he was used to being called Sir Katsuhiko. Kat enjoyed playing along just to increase the delusion of his friend. "Sir Krash. My chest is in pain. Could thee distract me with a duel." Standing up and putting his hand on his sword still at his waist. Once again fighting would be his only outlet.