Colleen gaped. "Is that a challenge?" No one brought out the antiseptic otherwise. Okay! Putting on her game face, she rolled her shoulders back and then her neck, then hopped up on the counter, letting out darts of breath and throwing quick, animated punches at the air. Ozzy got her pretty good, but she (and Misty) used that stuff for much, much worse and besides--the scratch would only require a short amount of meditative healing after this. "Alright, let's do this." Colleen extended her arm, inhaled, and released. "Hit me."