( He's a sword! His job is to protect people. Alternatively, it could be to hurt people but look, he's had a lucky life so protect it is.

He picks himself up slowly, brushing off his clothes of dirt, leaves, and jungle. He's listening and when he gets his explanation, he really can't help but bust out laughing. )

Gahaha! A snake? Was that in ya'r story too? ( Sounds like his kind of story. He nods and holds out his arms to show her he's fine, ) I'm okay!

See? Ya'll have to do more than fall on me to get me down.