[Oh gods. It just-- Okay. So she's one of those types. The types who doesn't realize when flirting is happening. Was this whole time not flirting? Or is it just the innuendo itself?

Gods. It's just... so cute.

Avisheh's smile freezes on her face for a moment, as she takes a bit to recover from the shock. Does she double down? Does she ignore it?

Well. The night is young. Avisheh takes a quick drink from her beer bottle like she might die without it.]

If you think I could keep up with you in am sparring match, you definitely overestimate me physically. I'm sort of flattered.