The man stood up slowly from his downward strike, staring out the way Gareth, and the rest, went. Slowly looking back to Jezin at his question, before speaking, "Human, but not quite." It was evident now that the man's mouth, having been sewn completely shut, did not move at all, but the voice didn't sound impeded by this. The man watched patiently as Jezin charged forward, feinting a stab before making his real attack aimed at the side of his head. It was impressive in which the speed the man reacted. Reaching up with his dirk in his opposite hand, he raised it across his face, catching the blade, and slowly it down. Next, the man ducked under the still incoming blade, seemingly just barely making the duck. With the dirk still on the other side of the blade, he charged forward, moving the dirk down the length of the blade, and bringing it up over the top of the sword, effectively pushing the blade down towards the ground. With his long sword, he made another concerted effort to shove the blade up and under the scale mail.