[Mara's lip twitches before she gives in to the urge-- held back on instinct, for no real reason-- to laugh. It's a quick, harsh sound, but a laugh all the same.]

I'm flattered you'd think of me. If he ever attacks you, what you should do is tell him I'll kill him if he hurts you. That should give him pause.

[She could say it with cocky pride, but her voice is still and sure. Confident again.]