No, no she wasn't. When she said those words, Remy turned sharp red eyes onto her, and a smile curled his face slowly. "Spor'? You wanna have some spor', chere? I ain' ma'e o' china, I'll give ya some spor'." He'd fight you, Selene. Did you want a bit of a rumble? He wouldn't be as much fun, sick like he was.. and starved like he was.. but he certainly wasn't a slouch. He could take you on. You'd just beat his ass, that's all. Maybe when he wasn't ill, you'd be a good match for one another.. probably not. He was just really good at running away when he had to.
Taking on a vampire, he'd have to do a fair share of running.