Ivy blushes looking down. “I was about to say ‘date’. You can’t tell anyone, especially Winter and medieval dude.”

Winter falls but kicks her legs out to kick his legs out from under him, and jumps to her feet, using the momentum to knee him in the crotch, then to hammer fist his neck when he bends over. When he falls she grabs the nearby dagger, and takes his back, holding it to his throat.