'Wow... Don't know why you'd think I'd laugh at that... Hell - you've just told me you are a trained deadly weapon, laughing at you is now the last thing on my mind!'<br/><br/>Daniel let the fingers on his right hand begin to stroke idly through his hair - running back and forth before ruffling it up somewhat. 'Although I suppose it means I can't technically be the overprotective hero of the piece any more - seeing as you could probably hand my ass to me before I could as much as blink'<br/><br/>He rolled his head from one side to the other, a rather loud crunching noise coming from his shoulders and neck as he moved them about. 'To be honest, I was kinda hoping you'd say you was a trained masseuse or something - that would come in rather handy right about now. I swear - if the demons don't get you, the stress will...'