[That's-- He scowls over at John, but he doesn't say anything for a while, weighing up just how important this is. Despite him not being there, it's Steve that decides his answer. He can picture the idiot in his mind, all bloody and refusing to stay knocked down, refusing to shy away from pain for himself if it helps someone else he cares about.
Isn't that the sort of man he's trying to be?]
Deal.
[It's low and kind of hoarse, he's already half regretting it, but it's done now.]
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Isn't that the sort of man he's trying to be?]
Deal.
[It's low and kind of hoarse, he's already half regretting it, but it's done now.]