"You?" The smile was both pleased and slightly smug. David leaned back. "You? Arla. You are, when you remember, a strong, attractive, independent woman who is more than capable of saving herself." He narrowed his eyes slightly, game point. "You're also a hydrokinetic who lives beside a swimming pool."
He shook his head with a little laugh. "If you want help, of course, I'm here - but in the meanwhile, I was actually planning on saving the School. A damsel in distress is lovely, but young children are much higher profile nowadays."