"Who, me?" He blinks and tries to look the picture of innocence. The grin on his face makes that difficult. "C'mon, I'm not smart enough to try that." That, at least, Firo believes.

At the pressure, Firo lets his sword drop lower and springs backwards to try and pull it away. If Hector doesn't sneak into the gap Firo leaves, he'll draw the blade up again to defend. Firo's deceptively strong for his size and looks, but he's more used to using speed and finesse in battle. Besides, perhaps that's a surprise best saved for later.