"Have you got anything else to fight with?" Stein asked, smirking. "I'm unarmed, too. Let's see what you've got."

Figuring maybe it would help if he didn't look so relaxed, he settled into a fighting stance, legs spread and hands up in a bladed position. Now he looked like a martial artist, albeit one in a labcoat instead of a gi.

"If you can fight, your body knows it. Let's find out what your body knows, and see if we can trigger something," he said.