"Thank you." John replied. It was important to have the trust of your squadmates, of course, but for some reason Courtney's trust meant more to him than that for reasons he didn't want to analyze too closely, especially now when she was his enemy and he needed to concentrate.  He nodded at her assessment of the ground rules for their sparring session...they sounded good to him.<br/><br/>He also nodded at Daisy's agreement to take on the winner, though he didn't look in her direction. His attention was focused on Courtney as he began to analyze how she moved and carried herself, the better to determine her fighting style and any vulnerabilities she might exhibit.<br/><br/>Height...5'2". He estimated. Shorter than average, and much shorter that his six and a half foot height. He definitely had the reach on her.  She'd have to get inside his strike zone to hit...but she also presented a smaller target, and it looked liek she kept in more than decent shape. She was probably pretty fast, and she moved with the ease of an athlete. He'd have to watch out for that. She wasn't fat by any means...aroudn a hundred pounds, John estimated.  He could easily bench press twice her weight, and he doubted she could say the same about his two hundred pounds, unless she had some abilities she hadn't told him about.  She also appeared to have smaller breasts than the other two...not that that really mattered for the fight, so why had he even noticed it?<br/><br/>"Ready." John assured her as he went into a low ready stance...with her height, the fight would almost have to come from down low, unless she jumped, so John kept a careful eye on her legs. She'd made the choice to wear shorts during this exercise, so he had no problem seeing her leg muscles, which may give him a small window into her next action.