When she's on her knees, she giggles at the snort he gives. It's such a headrush just getting to this point that she wonders how they're about to pull this off.

"At least we'll sleep really well..." A mumble as she makes it to her feet.

Sleep actually doesn't sound too bad with how freaking relaxed she feels. So relaxed that trying to psych herself up for a fight she knows isn't life-threatening is a challenge by itself. The adrenaline doesn't flow quite right. She actually thinks taking a hit will help her get going.

Bring it on, bud.