Stavanger Bay and twisted preservatives of life

She didn't particularly expect small talk, but she definitely didn't expect those blatant words.  She didn't seem angry or upset, just... focused.  Good.  Rosalyn only paused a moment before responding, her tone holding no reluctance.  After all, she'd offered this.  "Ok."

She took a step back and shifted her stance slightly sideways, readying.  But she waited... allowing Sandpiper to make the first move, should she wish.  Her intention would be to dodge, and she watched carefully, taking any hint she could find of her opponent's aims.  She wouldn't go easy, not if this was to be practice.