Fine like it'll be that easy, but he'll take it. He doesn't imagine she'll have as much a leg on him this time; he hasn't been weakened as before, and the Horizon is enough to steady him than outside. She could get enough jab in, but if she does, he's equally going for her throat.

But he immediately sees what she's doing and starts pulling things away from walls with ease, and putting them in close-reach to her--coffee table, side tables, chairs. It may be precarious but he doesn't doubt her dexterity.

"How long have you been here--in Abraxas? Is it possible that these places are... remnant creations? From people no longer present?"