Archer looked up at her, amusement dancing in his eyes, "What are you up to, woman?" he teased, raising an eyebrow. "I know that look—you're up to something."
Nancy leaned in closer, her smirk widening. "Maybe I am. Guess you'll just have to wait and see."
After that, she started kissing his neck, sending goosebumps across his body and causing him to smile. Archer grabbed her waist, but soon she stopped, saying, ''We can continue you this when we get to the hotel?''
He nodded and glanced at Ashoka, who was casually watching the fights, her head resting on her hand. The sight made him smile. Turning back to Nancy, they began to talk, and she shared how she got into fighting.
"I love the thrill of it," she said with a grin. "I've been training since I was fourteen. And thank you for healing me, darling; I've felt so much better since then."
