Well, there's something in common. Jaime doesn't dislike fighting either.
He isn't a standard bully who goes exclusively for easy wins, such as sword vs. pipe, but he also isn't particularly discriminating about sentiments like going for your own size. The grin Marty shoots him is indulged, head cocked and listening, gently making his way further into the space with slow, casually quiet steps, more or less following or mirroring, depending on which direction Marty has set his course.
Soldier, police officer; 'knight' is sort of a combination of these concepts.
But more annoying.
"Where I am from," he continues, lazily, skating by words about frying fish or the openly ridiculous notion that Marty is looting his own store, "they like to take the fingers of thieves. Just one," because that makes it better. "If you leave with your earnings, I may be inclined to retrieve what you owe."
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He isn't a standard bully who goes exclusively for easy wins, such as sword vs. pipe, but he also isn't particularly discriminating about sentiments like going for your own size. The grin Marty shoots him is indulged, head cocked and listening, gently making his way further into the space with slow, casually quiet steps, more or less following or mirroring, depending on which direction Marty has set his course.
Soldier, police officer; 'knight' is sort of a combination of these concepts.
But more annoying.
"Where I am from," he continues, lazily, skating by words about frying fish or the openly ridiculous notion that Marty is looting his own store, "they like to take the fingers of thieves. Just one," because that makes it better. "If you leave with your earnings, I may be inclined to retrieve what you owe."