Robert Hooke, [he snipes back, looking more irritated at the brandishing of the frying pan than he does anything else. doesn't even have the decency to hold his hands up.] obviously.
[she's far smaller than archer is, but the look of someone accustomed to combat isn't easily missed. he's at a disadvantage on her home turf without anything in arm's reach to grab to fight back with and... all that aside, he really wouldn't want to hit a young woman. that's just not cool.]
I... thought this was my place? [he offers, a little lamely.]
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[she's far smaller than archer is, but the look of someone accustomed to combat isn't easily missed. he's at a disadvantage on her home turf without anything in arm's reach to grab to fight back with and... all that aside, he really wouldn't want to hit a young woman. that's just not cool.]
I... thought this was my place? [he offers, a little lamely.]