[Its that ego that pulls a little of it out - that part within him that he was even surprised existed. Sure, there were some he would take down however possible, but here, there's a specific little pleasurable spite in imagining this man being put in his place.]
[Could he break him? Easier said than done. But - well, he might as well say it.]
If you were easy to break, I wouldn't even waste time on you.
[Perhaps that's a partial acknowledgement of that ugly little emotion of his, like a creature poking out its head from under a stairwell. That ego seems fit to burst, and he wants to see what confetti comes from this particular balloon.]
[He rubs over the other's chin, now, in lazy little circles.]
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[Could he break him? Easier said than done. But - well, he might as well say it.]
If you were easy to break, I wouldn't even waste time on you.
[Perhaps that's a partial acknowledgement of that ugly little emotion of his, like a creature poking out its head from under a stairwell. That ego seems fit to burst, and he wants to see what confetti comes from this particular balloon.]
[He rubs over the other's chin, now, in lazy little circles.]
Would that please you? Trying..