Samantha kept her eyes on him and watched him jump around from tree to tree. From her perspective, she really though he kind of looked like an idiot, wasting his time moving around like that. She was only concerned with one thing: whether or not he had a gun that she could steal. She heard him tell her that he saw her, and stared blankly at him. "So come down here and fight me," she said confidently, "or fuck me, or do whatever it is you're supposed to do."