He's not really offended, so much as confused. She punched, then he punched. Basic, right? He watches what she does, and tries looking closer this time, seeing what she does and squaring up for another try. It's tighter and more guarded, but still not great, force all from the shoulders and arms. But he at least gets the sense this time that there's another movement he's missing, and he frowns, trying to figure out what it is. "You're still doing it differently, aren't you."