Mac actually liked that her guys were taking off. She had wanted some time with Ley Ley to herself, and it was like they read her mind. "Oh please, most have already seen me with my top off," Mac replied with a scoff of her own. It was true too, while they roamed all over the place, they lived as a unit and more often than not she walked around in little clothing and of course bathed in none. So of course her men had seen her.
"Hey, that's sir crazy bitch, don't fucking forget that part!" she barked back at the retreating men. "Yes sir!" he shouted back and kept walking. "Aw, I wouldn't kill someone as pretty as you," Mac said. "Not unless you gave me very good reason." Mac picked up the cards and shuffled again. She looked around lightly before answering. "He didn't fucking bite, he slashed through the skin. I don't fight when I know I'm going to lose, but with him, fucking shit, I had no idea he had skills. He has trained skills. He met me blow for blow and then some. To say I was shocked would be an understatement," Mac explained, kind of glad she could bitch about it.
"You feel like taking this to my room?" she inquired playfully. "I can give you a full description of what happened, scars and all."