"As long as they aren't forced. I've been a soldier too long to like the idea of fighting as a way of life, but I do have to admit that I enjoy the occasional spar against a trusted companion."

He pulls out a ball, speaking softly to it. "I suppose that's why you went back in this?"

Out pops a Honedge who immediately wraps it's tassel around Thace's arm. "Honedge!"

That sounds affirmative.