[Kratos nods back and meanwhile moves to stow his and Lloyd's bags somewhere they won't get in the way, and find a clear spot to stretch. He isn't using Flamberge, himself; it's far too conspicuous. But he's better with a longsword and shield than is Yuan -- it wouldn't be a fair fight.

[Naturally, Lloyd's sharp eyes catch Kratos's movements and he beams, lowering his wooden swords.]

Dad! Are you and Uncle Yuan fighting?

[Kratos nods the affirmative.]

As soon as he's warned the Knight-Sergeant.