[Darkples, he has no time for this. He isn't interested in your teasing and he isn't interested in your crocodile smiles.]

Good. We will fight to the death and I will not tolerate any deloping. But I am not worried about that from you; the thought that you'd give up an opportunity to harm me and purposefully misfire is ludicrous. For this reason, we will not stand back to back and pace: I find it likely that you would turn early. We will stand at a measured distance and alternate shots. You, as the challenged, will go first.

Do we have an accord?