[He doesn't protest, bring up her gender, anything as idiotic as that.
He puts his feet into a front stance, one foot forward, the other back. Puts his fists up, takes a shot at her chin. It's quick, deft, by the standards of a civilian; she probably could have written it down on paper in the time it took to read the telegraph and his fist to start moving, but y'know.
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He puts his feet into a front stance, one foot forward, the other back. Puts his fists up, takes a shot at her chin. It's quick, deft, by the standards of a civilian; she probably could have written it down on paper in the time it took to read the telegraph and his fist to start moving, but y'know.
At least his guard is there.]