"I'm dead, not buried," Clarus retorted, as if that made any sense. He'd found it easier to make light of his situation than to dwell on it. "And I've been ready for several minutes waiting for you to get the lead out of your boots."

He adjusted the utility belt he'd taken to wearing around this new place. The clothes were a bit different, to be sure, and the armor he was made to wear as a paladin did slow him a bit, but it wasn't anything he couldn't compensate for. "Are you sure you're ready for a real fight? I doubt the monsters will go as easy on you as the Crownsguard trainees did."