Kyle had to forcibly suppress his automatic response to her count, that he was inferior and would never be able to protect her as a human. It was something they hadn't spoken about, something he hoped never to have to, but there was the occasional reminder that he would never match her in physical ability and there might come a time where he wasn't enough. He'd averaged a little over one hundred during his training in basic and did less than half that in the day-to-day.

"Only two hundred?" He teased, to intentionally undermine his own insecurities. "But since you asked so nicely, I'll put in a good word for you."