[Seriously, it's bugging the crap outta him that he can't remember where he's seen her before. However there was more pressing matters to attend to than trying to solve that mystery. He'll just keep that on the back burner.

He made his way back over to the table his potions were on to set down the drawer, casually pulling out a steak knife from it.]

Oh no worries, I have no plans on dyin' today. I don't feel like being that reckless without my armor anyways.

[No reminders needed! They are pretty fast though as his burning legs kept reminding him.]

Distraction is somethin' I could call my specialty though. So how good is your aim? Utensils ain't gonna do much to them, but get their attention on me.

[Yep... that's his whole plan. Hopefully have an amazing shot and throw a knife into a monsters eye then run like hell. Throwing utensils is not nearly like chucking tomahawks though. But hey making sure to keep enemies attention and taking the pain is a marauders job after all!]