"Sorry! Sorry. You told me to hit you!" Wincing, Rook darted back a few steps, loosening her curled fists to hold her hands up in apology. She huffed a soft, sheepish laugh, because he most definitely had her there. "Honestly? I wasn't about to fight someone for it...though, as it happens, I do have a knife on me, so I'm not completely helpless." Where was said knife hidden? Good question. Want to look for it, Lucanis?