He shrugs, casual but clearly disappointed as he takes a knee and shoulders the rifle.

"I'm going to hold you to that," He replies without looking away from his scope. Then, he squeezes the trigger and puts another round into the center of the target. He can play nice, but she's not the only one with a competitive streak. Just like her, the things he can do with a rifle in his hands are something he takes a lot of pride in. He's damn good. He knows he's one of the best out there, and he loves the opportunity to prove that.

It isn't often he has someone who presents a challenge, and he'd hate to get lazy.