He looked at her warily as Marcie breezed over her reply, her eyes mysterious against that smile. That was not what she meant at all, and he knew it, and did she know he knew it?
"I don't think she gets scared," he said, because it was an easier truth to say than trying to figure out what was going on in her head. "She gave as good as she got. Better. No place for fear in a fight like that."