[Javert may rise above the opportunity to insult him, but the same doesn't extend to M.K. He looks tempted to argue, or at the bare minimum tear into the man's appearance, but seems to think better of it, conceding the point with an impassive sweep of his eyes over the cudgel. If barely.
He'd had a good teacher who'd taught him all the right lines to believing in and pronouncing his superiority over other people. In other words, Javert insisting he can fight in front of a dark one such as himself is a bit like someone bragging about their casual gym membership to an Olympic athlete. But he has to admit that the everybody else in Beacon comprises people with amazingly varied skills and abilities, of which Javert could be one.
Maybe.
Or maybe he's just an old man without any sense.
And maybe M.K. shouldn't care either way, in a land of the dead where nothing really matters anymore--not divisions, and not their lives.]
I doubt as well as me.
[--Still, he wouldn't be him if he didn't make things difficult with a glancing jab even as he refuses to budge. Obstinacy, yes, but also he doesn't want to risk making the man's point by limping just now.]
Hide like a coward? No, thanks. If I'm going to die again, I'd at least want to die fighting.
[And if he's blatantly seeking that fight out? That's his business.]
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He'd had a good teacher who'd taught him all the right lines to believing in and pronouncing his superiority over other people. In other words, Javert insisting he can fight in front of a dark one such as himself is a bit like someone bragging about their casual gym membership to an Olympic athlete. But he has to admit that the everybody else in Beacon comprises people with amazingly varied skills and abilities, of which Javert could be one.
Maybe.
Or maybe he's just an old man without any sense.
And maybe M.K. shouldn't care either way, in a land of the dead where nothing really matters anymore--not divisions, and not their lives.]
I doubt as well as me.
[--Still, he wouldn't be him if he didn't make things difficult with a glancing jab even as he refuses to budge. Obstinacy, yes, but also he doesn't want to risk making the man's point by limping just now.]
Hide like a coward? No, thanks. If I'm going to die again, I'd at least want to die fighting.
[And if he's blatantly seeking that fight out? That's his business.]