[Glares back up at her before dexterously flipping her over and pinning her down with his forearm across her throat. His voice is cold, the laziness from his tone gone, and each syllable clearly accentuated despite the quiet intensity]

Even if you are four times stronger than me, I could still kill you. The human body is a very fragile thing. There are over two hundred ways I could try right now, and dozens more possibilities I can't account for.

[He gets up, eyes soften and offers her a hand up before he flicks her forehead.]

If you can't see that as a possibility, you're not ready to fight me. Talk to Ace first, but I can't fight someone who doesn't understand they're taking their life into their hands. I won't.