[He goes to say something, but then he stops. And he thinks. And after he's done thinking, which has taken all of two seconds, he cracks a wicked smile at Mar.]

Your solemn duty, eh? Ho, then perhaps I should rethink my opinion of you, now shouldn't I? You know, I might want my turn at fighting these atrocities myself, but if you're so anxious to throw yourself at them, then be my guest.