[The snort she gives is something like a laugh, the accompanying look dry, tinged slightly incredulous. She wouldn't be head of security if she was worried about getting hurt. But being head did mean she had to keep herself at some kind of standard. It'd be beyond stupid if they had an actual incident and she was useless because she'd been injured from some random fight.]
Just an assessment. No winner. Save that shit for fight club.
[But she still starts moving towards the mats, waves him to follow her with one hand.]
action;
Just an assessment. No winner. Save that shit for fight club.
[But she still starts moving towards the mats, waves him to follow her with one hand.]