"Shit!"
Jynx reeled away, surprised more than she was in pain. Genuinely surprised.
Huh.
One hand pressed to her nose, she looked him over from a few paces back--and laughed.
"Alright," she conceded, drawing her hand away to reveal crimson smeared across her palm. "Fair enough. I said you draw blood and you can come, so you can come."
Chuckling to herself, she crossed to the back corner of the shack and knelt to open the secret cache in the floor, pulling out a healer's kit she'd lifted some time back and pressing a spare cloth to her nose.
Not broken, somehow, but that was still almost impressive.
"You've got a spark hidden under all that stammering," she noted, glancing back over her shoulder at him as she finished cleaning herself up and got to her feet. She looked him up and down again, appraising, and leaned back against the wall.
Deadpan, she mused, "Y'know, if this job goes off alright, we should really have angry sex."