Abel blushed slightly at the laugh before bowing to his lord. "I do not doubt your skills, my lord, but it would only take one lucky - or unlucky - blow to spill your blood."

He bit off 'allowing me to absorb it' because the God of Ame knew what his abilities were, and it would be an insult to his intelligence for Abel to remind him. It wasn't that he wanted to hurt his lord. This was the man who gave Abel a new home and a new purpose in his life, and the thought of taking something that belonged to the God of Ame made Abel very nervous and uncomfortable.