He grinned. "They haven't given me a fight worth fighting yet. Our fights are only to the first blood to keep from having to replace us each time we bump into each other. Otherwise, you would kill me, and my death attack would drag you down with me."<br/><br/>He wasn't boasting, he was simply stating fact. Then he processed the last sentence, and slammed his head against the table. "I have no idea what I am to her any more. Yes, I am attached, no, it hasn't even crested yet. I feel like I am getting dragged along by eternal teases."