No, I don't know. [And for a moment, Schuldig looks genuinely nonplussed. This isn't something that happens often. Ken might find it satisfying, or maybe he'll find it strange and unsettling in a completely foreign way. Either way, it's brief.

Then Schuldig grins wolfishly.] Which means I can improvise. What would you suggest I do with an enemy who's mouthing off to me, when I have him at my mercy in a graveyard?