"Would you?" His head canted expectantly and defiant, doubting that Sandor meant that ... even if he didn't know how incapable he was with his left hand. He only nodded at the mention of the lack of swords, though thankful that there were none to be had. "Are there sides to take here?" His green eyes, mocking as they were, glancing around the room -- his head and body half turning to peer about them as if he expected battle lines and sides to be forming.