[ He could mean it the way Dolls does... did... where he actually gave a shit about her shoulders being down and relaxed and her hips squared. He might.

But Dolls' gaze never lingered quite that long on her ass, when she bends to offer a hand up to the soldier she's thrown to the ground. ]

Wow. Never heard that one before. Gonna ask me what I do for a living, next?

[ She heads to the edge of the ring, sweating freely, tendrils of hair sticking to her temples, and searches for some water as she tosses her words at him. ]

You know, aside from taking your breath away?