"I'm very good at using what's at hand. Besides, I have to face down blokes harder than that every day. He didn't even use his fists, he had to try and depend on a knife. No respect for that sort of cowardice." He inhaled again, relishing the smoke. He held it for a moment then let it out, the smoke curling around his head. "You obviously don't get flattered enough, Isabel. A plain fella like me doesn't often get a chance to spend time with a lovely girl like you. I'm enjoying it. Here, there's a different planting down that path, shall we have a look?"