2 different worlds...1 amazing friendship.

Rebecca almost missed the question, so intent on her flakey, buttery, chocolate treat. "Weaknesses?" She thought for just a moment but In truth it was just so she could finish swallowing her mouthfuls if chocolate filled Croissant. As she did she pulled out a picture of a shirt girl with pink hair and skin the color if Rebecca's milk and sugar infused coffee.

Rareta St. Helen:

"Well it will be easier to understand if you see her. Like you she is a much smaller girl, only 5 ft tall and is quite light. In a one on one brawl, I clearly come out on top each time. However she has one advantage I will never be able to match... maneuverability. Rareta is much faster and more agile than I will ever been. That is our weakness if you can call it that. Our power is only useful if we can catch our opponent."

After taking a sip, Remy looked at the photo and almost felt spitting the coffee back to her mug from mere surprise. Awfully revealing, she thought to herself and wiped her mouth. Leaning back, she took another sip from her cup and then lowered it on the table.
"I'm okay, the coffee was just a bit... hot", she tried to laugh it off. But then her face turned a bit darker.
"Maneuvaribility, huh...", she stared at her mug, "that sounds logical. However, you see..."
She then looked a bit embarrasingly at Rebecca, "I'm not agile. My thing was always being "that powerhouse little guy"."

"Hmmmmm." She thought about it for a good long while. This was actually a quandary for her as she had not faced too many like that before. Finally she answered. "Well then, my advice would be to try and remain unpredictable. If they catch you, regardless of your power, you will be easy for larger fighters to toss around. So stay aggressive yet unpredictable."

Remy perked up. Unpredictability could really work. After all, she could try to fool her opponents with her B-tier acting. She wrote it excitedly down her notebook. She then took the small dog into her hands to pet it.
"I like the sound of that. I may be able to use similar shenanigans I used against you," she said smiling a bit wily.
"As a thanks, I think I can help you in return," she offered.

"You are more than welcome, I love helping fighters improve. In fact after I retire from wrestling, I was thinking of applying to be a trainer. Don't worry though, that time is far away." She finished off her treats then sat back as she listened to Remy. "Thank me? There is no need, but I appreciate the idea all the same."