Tonbokiri will probably never entirely get used to the enthusiastic gushing - his modesty conflicts with how nice it is to be complimented.

So his face reddens faintly in a pleased blush although he shakes his head slightly.

"This much was nothing. There were only three of them."

Especially considering there was only three of them, it was embarrassing that one managed to get him. He'd been a bit too hasty in his concern for Jion. But it's done.

As he speaks he returns to the dropped firewood and begins picking it up again.

"A long haft is, as you noticed, useful for both offence and defence. There was a time I was over two meters long*! Ah, but my former master was skilled indeed, to use me like that."

He smiles fondly in remembrance.