Who, me? Fit as a fiddle. Well— not you fit, but you know what I mean.
[ Besides, it's hardly a fight. The last time she went very easy on him, so he knows she won't hurt him.
But this does leave him at a position where he just has to say what he really came here for. He bucks up, letting out a sigh before changing the subject entirely. ]
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[ Besides, it's hardly a fight. The last time she went very easy on him, so he knows she won't hurt him.
But this does leave him at a position where he just has to say what he really came here for. He bucks up, letting out a sigh before changing the subject entirely. ]
Fine, then. Have dinner with me.