[ hawke knows when to take a punch and knows when taking a punch will give her the advantage. the punch leon throws is one of those. she lets it hit, feels the bloom of pain through the side of her face and is actually slightly impressed by his speed.

slightly because it's obvious that's all he has. the punch brings him too close to hawke, who hasn't moved an inch since he lunged for her and she grabs him by the front of his clothes. she can't help the laugh she lets out as she bodily flings him into the shelf of food next to them. you're much too light, leon!

she lifts a hand after to touch the spot he punched, frowning at the sting of pain and just stands there. she's not going to lunge, she's not going to do anything like that, instead she'll wait till he comes to her. ]

Have you ever been in a real fight? Fist to nose, knee to groin, spit to eye. That kind of thing. You obviously have training but I'm curious about your experience.

[ aka how hard does she need to beat you down, kid ]