"Imri..." Kate's not sure what she wants to say. She wants him but she doesn't want to push him or hurt him. Reaching up, she runs a hand through her hair to push it back. "I know I'm a chick and I'm smaller than you and that--" She flicks him a little smile. "You push my buttons. But I'm never going to let you hurt me in a way I don't want. I beat guys much bigger than me in hand to hand all the time."