There were many reasons why Eliot did what he did. And while it might not be at the top of the list being an adrenalin junkie who just didn't know when to back away from a fight (okay, that last one wasn't entierly true) was definitely a part of it.
Which may explain why his response to Lindsey was. "Depends. Can ya hit harder than our sister, Cowboy?" Of course their sister could hit very hard. Eliot had taught her self defense and there was little like a little sister's wrath at her older brother but that was beside's the point.
Their little banter and brotherly taunting was interrupted however when Buffy's thoughts made an appearance on the scene.
After the comment aimed toward him as opposed to the true mental speaker Eliot sighed. Not even needing to speak his aggrement on how this was going to become rather annoying.
"That was Linds, B. Though I'm gonna assume you're pissed at someone besides me this time. Come on home. Linds made lunch" He didn't mean to send the next bit or the non-verbal growly thought that came with it. "In my kitchen.