So you want to know that I can hold my own. [ Kate has never worked under anyone that wasn't also her parent, so she wouldn't know a good boss from a bad one, but she takes it as an encouraging sign that he would be concerned with his staff's defenses. She suppresses a wince as she squeezes her wound together and applies a butterfly stitch; she's trying to come off capable here. ] I'd offer to show you but where's a gaggle of mobsters when you actually need 'em, right?