"Good, you're obeying the non-profantity rule." He said smoothly, amusement dancing in his eyes.<br/><br/>"Now, let's begin. Class is in session." He moved closer to her, expecting her to lash out. She was nimble, he could see it in her muscles, and well-toned... He had no doubt she could put up a fight. But he was a trained martial artist... And these were hardly fair circumstances.