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Bridget grinned, but didn't reply.  Nice try!  She was competitive, but she wasn't mean... and after a few moments she loosed her hold, letting him wiggle himself away.  Hopefully before he could start again, she grinned.  I could show ya how I'd get out of that, if you wanted?  Bridget was a healer by trade, but as a kid, all of her energy had been towards getting into shit she'd had to figure a way out of.  And a good number of those hadn't exactly been controlled situations.  She could give him a pointer or two on fighting dirty if he wanted.  No such thing as a completely fair fight.  She added, for good measure, dangling the offer.

She showed the kid that and a number of other moves before parting ways, but she kept in mind that it looked like she had her very own available sparring partner for future practice.