He chuckles, having caught his breath fairly quickly. "Well, don't apologize. I need a good workout, like that, if I'm actually going to stop anyone who might try to break in. A hired blade is one thing, but if I can't do much against an intruder, what good am I? Well, good enough for the common riff-raff, which is all I'm really needed for. The Lady, as I'm sure you're aware by now, is skilled enough to handle any<em>real</em>problems that might get past me." He leans against his weapon, still a bit winded, but recovering quickly. "Care for another go? I've got another half hour of practice, yet."