Pihu
Pihu snorted and shrugged a shoulder at Darkeye's observation. Gesturing in the direction the injured fight had disappeared in, she shook her head. "I never saw much point in fighting, if I'm bein' honest. Waste o' time and energy." She laughed.
Tilting her head to one side she batted her eyelashes at the man. "What, are ye sayin' a pretty lady can't fight? Cause I know many pretty ladies who'd be more than happy to disabuse you of that notion." Tapping her finger under her chin, she eyed the old man. "I'm not looking for a bedtime companion either, an' no offense, even if I was it wouldn't be ye."
Her eyes drifted to the sparring arena then back to him. "What do I get out of helpin' ye blow off steam?" Putting one hand on her hip she held out the other.
Tilting her head to one side she batted her eyelashes at the man. "What, are ye sayin' a pretty lady can't fight? Cause I know many pretty ladies who'd be more than happy to disabuse you of that notion." Tapping her finger under her chin, she eyed the old man. "I'm not looking for a bedtime companion either, an' no offense, even if I was it wouldn't be ye."
Her eyes drifted to the sparring arena then back to him. "What do I get out of helpin' ye blow off steam?" Putting one hand on her hip she held out the other.
Like you're hanging by a thread
But you gotta survive
But you gotta survive
