Margolotta watches him regally, only part of her attention on his possible strategy - the rest goes into watching how he makes use of new speed, altered reflexes, different strength.

He is adapting, but still holding back. Because of the boy-creature on the other side of the room? It's a thought, but she can't decide what his reason might be.

She lunges without warning to begin the fight, testing his agility by changing her direction of attack at random.