Even though Cliaux was smiling at the Highlander, she was inwardly rolling her eyes at the consistent shoving of her Lalafell companion. She let the rising annoyance go with an exhalation of breath. Who knew that centering yourself wasn't just useful in combat?
"I like to believe I'm a fistfighter, yea. Oh, hey, you ever try out some of the back-alley street fights in Ul'dah? Man. Those were some cool matchups. And you faced off against all sorts of unique opponents!"
She looked over her shoulder, giving the Plainsfolk a wink as she continued. "For instance, you might think that a Lalafell would have a disadvantage in a fistfight, right? But you'd be wrong. You're the weakest at the knees. For example, if I were a Lalafell, say. I'd punch right at this joint. Right here." She pointed out the tendon linking the Highlander's calf to his thigh. "Brings you down low, then opens you up to a punch to the chest or the face or the throat. You ever take a Lalafell's fist to the throat? I mean, I haven't but I saw this one guy? That little man's fist buried itself and just looked like it hurt!"
"I like to believe I'm a fistfighter, yea. Oh, hey, you ever try out some of the back-alley street fights in Ul'dah? Man. Those were some cool matchups. And you faced off against all sorts of unique opponents!"
She looked over her shoulder, giving the Plainsfolk a wink as she continued. "For instance, you might think that a Lalafell would have a disadvantage in a fistfight, right? But you'd be wrong. You're the weakest at the knees. For example, if I were a Lalafell, say. I'd punch right at this joint. Right here." She pointed out the tendon linking the Highlander's calf to his thigh. "Brings you down low, then opens you up to a punch to the chest or the face or the throat. You ever take a Lalafell's fist to the throat? I mean, I haven't but I saw this one guy? That little man's fist buried itself and just looked like it hurt!"
