We're having a slow evening. You have a hangover so we decided to stay in as we play some cards and talk. You keep complaining of the headache so I get you a glass of water. You feel the headache receding but so does the power of your muscles. You're starting to feel too relaxed ans I smirk - "I could finish you off right now and you wouldn't even feel it. I could even sm.0.th3.r you with my bare hands and you wouldn't even feel a thing..."