Are you challenging me, ser? I'm confident that I could map you out. Estinien would be a true test. I can't imagine him tolerating the idea of the game, much less allowing me to play it.

[She watches his ridiculously pretty lips brush against the places where her skin is marred, some from cuts, some from gouging, some from burns. All close calls and near misses, by the look and relative lack of them- though there is that alarmingly-sized recent one.]

[Down past her breasts, anyway.]