He still isn't looking at her, though--banter is one thing, but direct engagement is another, and besides he's learned to have a healthy terror of pretty women from his dealings with his mother and aunt (Luned was different--she wasn't beautiful, just rough at the edges and perfect for him, for the brief time she stayed). He isn't letting himself get drawn in.
"Aye, luck, and his skill at bludgeoning about with a weapon in his hand.