"I learned from the loss?" he repeats, his voice an amused chuckle. "Well, I suppose if you're being generous with your definitions, perhaps."

Sonic is perfectly aware that his life is one long series of Bad Decisions mixed with intermittent badass fight scenes, and he's very stubbornly sticking to this pattern of behavior, because what's one more Bad Decision tossed onto the already mountainous pile of Bad Decisions, right?

"And I do still hide my scars, even if it's not with something so blatant as a series of full body tattoos." He pointedly turns his attention to his arms as he rolls his sleeves back down, covering the scars once more.

Finally, Sonic lifts his head with a proud, if not dangerous grin, dropping one hand to the sword dangling from his belt. "I'm the Ultimate Modern Ninja, as it happens. Speed of Sound Sonic! I do work as everything from assassin to body guard and all the jobs in between!"

"At your service," he coos, dropping into a low bow with a flourish of his hand.