"Yes. That's what you meant." She stifled her laughter long enough to keep to the topic at hand, to spare them both the embarrassment of lingering too long on pleasure boats and Marchers. "I might just take it as a personal challenge to see if I can get past your defenses," she said. She'd fought Templars before. It took some careful maneuvering, finding the very small places where a good strike could be given. She was certain she could surprise him. The words were out of her mouth before she realized a second meaning that could be found in them.

With a pleased smile, she looked back up at the sail. "I haven't laughed this much in a long time." Or smiled, she realized belatedly. Really smiling, not the look she gave enemies. It was a depressing thought, one she shoved aside. It was too nice of an evening to waste on those things. She looked back at him. "Thank you."