"I find it's a bit of a vampire equivalent to Gatorade," she says, and picks up her own pair of gloves. Hand-to-hand is coming first, before any weapons are added. That would help teach her how to move.

She slides them on, then rolls up the sleeves of her hoodie.

"Come at me. Whenever you want. Don't be afraid to hit me. I'll only be blocking." She knew her strength, and she knew Caroline was far younger than her, and subsequently, she wasn't worried about her hitting her.