Michael rolled his eyes. "Yes, yes I get it, you don't like the way I teach, get over it would you? Besides Aziraphael got me a fruit basket so I know he's feeling pretty good."

He regarded the swordsman as he kept running on the treadmill. "You know, usually I like bouts, but if I beat you you'll be complaining that I cheated and nagging me about it for the next couple centuries."