"Oh has she now?" Thancred muses, letting a mocking tone slip into his words. Then, he motions pinched fingers across his lips as if to zip them up. "Of course, of course. I won't tell a soul." He laughs at that, even more intrigued now to meet this version of Alisaie. Perhaps she is of his reality... but he figures she won't be.

On to the important matter. "A sparring ring might be beneficial for those who know how to fight. If there are others who can't even brandish a blade in self defense, I would be happy to teach them." Thancred resolves. "Something to think about once I've actually met these people, of course. And once we get out of this maze of mirrors."