Connor grinned, watching her, thrilled beyond belief at her abilities, and now he had a good grasp of what she could do, and how to go about teaching her hunting skills. He watched as she landed, and said it was fun. "It is good to cut loose one in a while" Connor agreed happily. "I think learning hand to hand would be the idle thing to start with, and then stakes, and other close quater weapons"

He went to the duffel, dining leather gloves for the simple fact that they would keep the bandages on his hands tight and hopefully prevent some further injury to them. "You were good with the werewolf, but that was mostly wrestling. And hand to hand is more then just punching, blocking and kicking. If you get real good, you can watch your opponent for clues to what they are goig to do. A slight movement if muscle could indicate a punch. Etc etc" 

He approached her, and had a moments uneasy about fighting her-not that he believed anything would happen, but Connor was a bit of a gentleman, and tended to dislike hiring women. Especially women he loved he found as he stood there, trying to teach her how to fight. He shifted into a fighting stance "show me a stance"