Yogi had a similar feeling to Bart. His other self was a great swordsman, or so he thought from the few memories he had of his other self fighting. Well, just the one, but the way it felt, that dream - his other self was powerful. Dangerous, if he wanted to be. That he knew.

He had come here to try and discover, perhaps, how dangerous. How close they were together. The rapier he had chosen felt more at home in his hand than he had expected, and he wasn't sure how he felt about that. Spotting Bart, he felt slightly relieved because it looked like he might not be the only one thinking that.

"Yours looked impressive," he noted to the other man. "I don't think I could swing that one around as long as you did!"