[she's not patronizing him! there's only a few mostly-casualty-less ways she can ever reassure jason and at the same time, thank him for his restraint, and that was one of them. wouldn't it be worse if she looked at him with emotion—all that sappy, somber garbage?]

My game plan?

[her fingers fan back over him, and she proceeds with the magical "surgery". but talk of game plans obviously makes her something, if not even more thrilled. she faces jason with a smug half-grin paired with an almost surreptitious glance, as if to say she's very proud of herself and, yeah, she's kind of badass.

by varying definitions.

maybe.]

I'm glad you asked. I'll neutralize her magic with my gems, and then when there's an opening, break through and kick her ass. She won't even know what hit her. In a mage-on-mage battle, she won't be expecting me to use martial arts.

[confident, but this is the girl who suggested he fight with her at their first meeting. rin lifts a hand—it really is part of the procedure—and glowing energy runs up her arm to the dip of her wrist in straight-lined and jagged paths, an effect she deliberately shows off to him.]

With enough magical power enhancing your limbs, any strike can shatter bone and pop open organs.

[what a lovely visual...]