He was less interested in fighting than watching his 'companions' fight. Still, might as well do his 'part.' "Cat, your weapon."<br/><br/>He gave himself a swallow cut across the back of his hand, and then smeared the blood on the offered weapon. "Stings a bit. Fighting that way, have fun."<br/><br/>He gestured to where he could hear fighting, though truthfully it sounded like there were several going on. Maybe the attackers had split up, or something.<br/><br/>perception 29 (+14)