"Do you know, I saw Much telling someone I use that term myself? I think it might have been Kenzi. For the record, I have never once used it to describe myself," he laughed. Because yes, he was confident in his own abilities and could put on quite the show of ego. But he would never use that particular name.
In the same way that she didn't mention, or mind, the scars he carried, he felt the same way about her own, fewer though they were. Though the scar low on her belly was a reminder of why he should be cautious in ever trusting Gisborne, it was also proof that she had, and always would be, a fighter. In every sense of the word. And so he didn't at all mind its presence, except that the cause of it had brought her pain.
"Mhm," he made the noise of agreement in response. The cool air in the room was no bother at all with the feel of her warm hands on his skin. "I might add this to that list..." He spoke idly after a few minutes of silence. He couldn't recall feeling this relaxed in a long time. And despite jokes regarding lists, he did love her for loving him so much she wanted to share moments like this.