He watches her arms all fuse in together, looking over her stance. His attention keeps returning to her smile, and he tilts his head slightly. Is she enjoying herself, or does she just want to hurt him?

He doesn't know. But if she'll promise this, then it doesn't matter. "Okay. Are you ready?" he asks.

And as he's speaking, he forms a little square shield just behind her hands and uh tries to slap it into her chest. If all she wants is for him to hit her, he'd rather catch her off guard and end it now.