Okay. [he nods, staring past him for a moment, thinking on something.
then he curls up his fist and socks him in the not-metal jaw. he's no super-soldier, but he's not a featherweight, neither!
red-faced from the sudden burst of effort and emotion behind it, Manabu steps back, arm falling slack at his side.]
...That makes us even. Okay? [also: James didn't bother checking in! so there was some resentment in that. whatever! if he's gonna be chopped liver, he'll make a statement as such.]
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then he curls up his fist and socks him in the not-metal jaw. he's no super-soldier, but he's not a featherweight, neither!
red-faced from the sudden burst of effort and emotion behind it, Manabu steps back, arm falling slack at his side.]
...That makes us even. Okay? [also: James didn't bother checking in! so there was some resentment in that. whatever! if he's gonna be chopped liver, he'll make a statement as such.]