You're faster than I remember.

[Not that that's trouble. Not that he's having a problem. It's a statement to distract, clearly. Joseph continues to simply walk forward, although he keeps his eyes on Caesar's face, rather than shifting his gaze to the bag. Confusing tactics here for Caesar, he's sure. It's intentional.]

I don't think I could move that quickly right now! I hate fighting at the end of a day, you know!