"You like that phrase," Rohan teased. "You must like men and their hammers!" He cackled with his friend, his hands moving up her leg to her thigh rather than back down her foot provocatively before letting it alone.
"I don't know," he said with a shrug. "I don't think everyone needs to be a fighter, even in a crisis? You need people staying behind to help the children, sick and injured, the old...I'm better at that kind of stuff. And I like helping like that. But, I mean, if you really wanted to show me some moves I would not turn away your time."