"Exactly," he smiled faintly. Come on, Finn. He's the dark one. No need for them both to get depressed.

He crossed his arms, thinking about it for a moment. "Only if I think they're capable of handling it. My style relies on speed and strength, but is terrible in defense." That, and not being able to stare into the abyss unafraid tended to leave people drowning. There's also the saying about playing with fire and people getting burned; either one is accurate. Though the question left him with another. "Why? Interested?"