Well, the swing itself was a bit clumsy. [Not that he's judging, considering his own disaster of a strike earlier.] But you moved like you knew what you were doing. Hmm, just... maybe...

[He walks back to the weapon racks, discarding his own heavy blade while at it. Instead, he weighs a dagger in his hand.] Wanna try something lighter next? That thing killed my shoulders.

[He gives the other room to pick, then grins.] Oh, and it's Yosuke. Nice to meetcha, man.