Yeah... [ excuse her, she's still kind of reeling that derek hasn't run away. that she actually made a legitimate connection, on her own power. without angel having to try to set her up on girl dates to make besties. ] ...Think we got a lot to learn from each other.
[ she steps back, toward the bench where her bag was dropped. little motions; taking her hair out of the tie, putting a looser shirt on over the tank she'd sported for easier movement; distracting things. things that helped her hold off asking until the last minute: ] You're really okay with me-- with this? Sparring with me?