...Something like that. [Though her words were true. There was something refreshing about fighting for a noble cause, one wasn't hopeless. A suspicion deep in his gut told him that he would be successful.

He huffs a sound that could be a laugh.] The only thing missing is a helm. Skilled warriors are supposed to have one, so that they can be seen by their enemies at all times.

...how is that time travelling thing working for you? That sounds...'kinda fun.'