Ilinca tilted her head. "I'm not familiar with Krav Maga," she answered. "My mother taught me to defend myself when I was a little girl, and she learned from her mother, and back down the family line. You don't always have to be bigger or stronger than your opponent, sometimes, knowing where to apply the right pressure and leverage will serve you just fine. And I don't think he ever expected me to retaliate, so the element of surprise certainly helped."
Now that he was out of the way, Ilinca had more time to examine the situation. She wasn't usually one to go to bat for her fellow employees, not unless they did something for her in return. So what made this boy so special? She wasn't allowed to kill him, he wasn't in a position of power over her, and as far as she could tell, he was simply a regular human. But there was something about him that made her want to watch out for him, and wasn't that just an unexpected feeling.
"Perhaps," she replied, after a long moment. "It might have to be retooled to suit you better, but I'm of the opinion that no one should be defenseless. Particularly in this environment."
She lifted the shot, trying out the unfamiliar Korean on her tongue. It had to sound strange, mangled by her accent and unfamiliarity, but she gave it her best shot. Then she threw back her drink and banged the glass down on the counter, smiling at him. "Next time, we do vodka shots."