Relm knows she's toeing a delicate line here. She hates to push him much in anything - thus why the earlier confrontation took so long to build up to - but this delights her a great deal, and she's relishing the attention. And there's.... something. A spark between them, strong enough that she can all but taste it. Maybe her feelings aren't as one-sided as she thought. Sure, Fenris puts up and occasionally returns Isabela's flirting, but not like this. This is different.

"No, no harm at all." Relm trails a finger across part of his gauntlet: a teasing touch that doesn't actually touch his skin. Safe enough, she hopes. "Quite the opposite. You know me, I'm always down for anything. Especially if it helps vent some pent up energy." She's fully circled him by this point, and stops in front of him, her grin turning into a coy smile. "And we've both got that in spades, don't we?"