[He hums to himself.] Maybe about the same. Perhaps less. Long enough to encounter some fanged plants, but not so much that I'm worn out. [He'll be able to hold himself up in a fight well enough--at least if it's a physical one.

He's not too sure how he'd do right now on the mental front, but... hopefully she's got that aspect covered.

It makes him realize he's never seen her in a fight though, and wouldn't that be something, really?] Just do me a favor and don't touch me. [It isn't said unkindly, just a stated fact. He glances down at one of his palms and closes it into a fist.

He doesn't want to risk it--not to her.]