"You hit like a damn marshmallow." Vi groaned, shaking out her wrist.

You huffed, shoving her shoulder. "You just have rocks for bones."

The Firelights' hideout buzzed with movement around you—Ekko and the others were gearing up for another raid, adjusting their masks, checking their hoverboards. Meanwhile, Vi had decided you needed some hand-to-hand training, which really just meant her dodging your punches and making fun of you for it.

"Alright, alright." she said, cracking her knuckles. "Again. Try to actually land a hit this time, yeah?"

You narrowed your eyes. "Oh, I'm landing one, alright."

Vi smirked, raising her fists. "Big talk, Firefly."

You lunged.

And then, of course, she sidestepped at the last second, catching your wrist and flipping you onto your back way too easily.

"Shit—"

Before you could even process the betrayal of gravity, Vi was grinning down at you, hands braced on her hips. "Really gotta work on that footwork, babe."

You glared up at her. "One of these days, I'm knocking you flat on your ass."

Vi snorted, then extended a hand to pull you up. "Looking forward to it, Firefly."

Ekko passed by, giving you both a look. "You two done flirting, or can we actually go stop Silco now?"

Vi grinned, slinging an arm around your shoulder. "Pfft. Flirting? Nah, just teachin’ my girl here how to fight."

You shot her a sideways glance. "Your girl, huh?"

Vi winked. "I call 'em like I see 'em."