Garrot just giggles at the trash talk, and he goes so far as to roll his eyes at her. They've got a great little thing going here, and the less time she's focusing on what she can't do from that head wound, the better she'll feel. At least until it heals, that is.

"Let's just make sure you're not under me when I fall, yeah?" The doctor's got a playful little smirk, because with as much as she wants to knock him down, it sounds like she's already got a strategy. "You won't know how big I really am until I'm throwing my weight around." Garrot really doesn't want to crush her in a fight, though! That'd be so horrible. Outside the ring, though...

"Wanna make a bet?" His smile turns razor-sharp, predatory to match a new glint in his eye. "I don't see any harm in... making our plans a bit sweeter."