You shake your head. "I must defeat Ranma alone. The victory must be all mine. I can have it no other way. Thank you for asking, however, Troll."

The bakemono whacks you in the head with its stick. "I am not a troll! Call me 'Cologne', call me 'oba-san', but don't call me a troll!"

You get up and leave. "Yes, troll. I will remember that." You get whapped again as you walk away.