SPOILER!!: Ascanius
As Ascanius rolled up his sleeve to his elbows and make them look all nice, even though he wasn't sure why because he was soaking wet, he tried not to show how surprised he was that, well, Nigel was gonna take the punch like a man. Respect. He wouldn't have made it a DAY with his people, but he respected his grit. So he lifted his head to look at him from the sleeves and said it, "Respect."
Then, he stood up to his full stature, which was coming up to six feet now, heh. What? He was charming, good looking AND tall. Deal.
Flexing his arm, he proposed, "You have a preferred side?" What? Ascanius was not an animal. He was going to always ask for a preferred side. He'd have to live with the bruise, not him. 'Sides, when he clocked Marcus in the face he had asked too. Ascanius was going to lend Nigel the same courtesy.
Eh, It was only one punch. Not like it was five punches that could dealt out at anytime or anything. That would cause some anxiety. Think it was called a Slap Bet or something. Must have been something Nigel read. Nigel put his hands behind is back and stood to his full 5'9 height. Still shorter than Ascanius. But he did not want to slow cowardice or try to block the punch.
Nigel nodded to Ascanius question. About if he had a preferred side. It only took a moment and Nigel answered
"Left"
You never want a bruise on your dominant side. It did not make you look handsome or tough. Though at least he was not touching his awesome hair. Nobody touches that. Now it was up to Nigel not the fall over when punched or fall back into the fountain. He was wet enough as is.