"Oh, yeah," he confirmed, but his tone was playful. Truth was, there were all sorts of leather jokes running through his head. Unfortunately, most were best saved for people he knew much better than this woman he'd only just met. "Definitely the leather. A woman in leather could probably whip me if she wanted." Okay, well, maybe one would slip out. Oops. But he gave another slight grin and shrugged. "You have an air to you. Confident. My best mate...she's got the same one. She actually does kickboxing, and I'd definitely not take her on in a fight. Same sort of thing with you."
If Selene weren't feeling so generous, he'd basically just put himself on the line. Why yes, he was somewhat vulnerable and not a very good fighter. Give him ten minutes and a few tools, he could put together a weapon to do the pretty vampire in. But alone, in this darkened city, with only his bare hands, a stick, and a few rocks? He didn't stand a chance.