"Okay," he replied, unsure how he felt about her comments. He was flattered on one level, but he still didn't really know who she was. If he were honest with himself, he was a bit creeped out by her. "But I'm not… I mean, I have two girlfriends, and my life is pretty hectic, not to mention dangerous. I don't want to—"
"I know it's not because I'm human," she interrupted. "I mean, you're dating Shlee Olsen. It's obvious she's pretty brave, but she doesn't look like the type that can really defend herself. I don't know. I may be wrong, but from the way she's described you in her reports, you end up protecting her a lot. On the other hand, I know a dozen types of martial arts. I am a top marksman with rifles, guns, and even a bow and arrow."
"Um, okay," he responded. Why was she telling him all that? He hadn't asked for her resume. And she definitely didn't know about Shlee. When he got a chance, he was going to ask Brooke how she dealt with stalkers.
