"Who else would it be?" he answered, stretching leisurely, wincing a little as the motion tugged at his wounds. He wondered, for a moment, how much of what had just transpired that she remembered. For now, he'd keep it to himself, not letting on that he knew her secret. There was no fun in giving everything away, after all. "Come on, then, love, if you think you're tough enough." He flashed her a quick grin, stretching a little again.