"If you say so, then this won't be so bad." Hartley transferred both gloves into one hand, then he clenched the other one into a fist and landed a solid swing on the side of Cisco's face. He didn't go all out, it wasn't as if he wanted to do any permanent damage or knock him out, but it'd definitely leave a bruise.

He pulled back, shaking his hand out. "If you think so little of 'girly' punches, you clearly haven't spent much time with girls."