There's not nearly enough of them to kill me.

[ It doesn't sound like a boast, rather a statement of fact. As for the other offer...Berserker considers it for a moment before taking the hammer from Hector. It's sturdier than the makeshift spear he made himself, at the very least. ]

I'll return it to you when I return to the city. Collateral to ensure I come back alive.

[ There's the barest hint of amusement in his tone -- his idea of a joke. ]