She snorts at the answer - but her heart is glad that he was at least trying to humor her, despite himself. Cordelia squeezes his hands with hers, before disentangling one and placing it on his cheek. There's nowhere else she'd rather be, at this point in time. "You know I will," she says. "I still have to take care of you, remember? Get you cleaned up. I think we need to restore a bit of your dignity as to not make it obvious that a tiny girl kicked your ass."

...she may not let you forget about this fact for a long, long time, Angel.