Second. It was fine, until the autopilot broke, and then...

[ And then he cuts off, because suddenly there's heat and warmth and he moves closer on instinct. It's all he can do not to touch the flames, that feels so good. ]

Please keep doing that. I'm so glad I know you.

[ He lets out a little laugh, and then realises what he's being asked. He's not wearing his sword, but it's on his bed. Glancing at it, he's quick to nod. ]

I can do that. I'd be happy to, it'll let me practice too. Anyway, I wanted to see your style. You said you used a gladius.