[It sure does. And for what? He's not the strongest. He can't lift nearly as much as Black Samson or Invincible. He couldn't if he tried.]
Honestly? I think it's more the, uh, winning personality, but! So what if some people can't take the heat? Most of 'em have got shit taste anyway.
[He cracks a smile there, meeting the Jedi's eyes with his own, bowing his head not out of respect, but a bizarre mixture of whimsy and spite. From the outside, it is all hubris, the face of a professional daredevil about to jump into a tank of sharks.
There is pain beneath the surface still, somewhere at his core, the kind of thing that's lasted so long he should be used to it by now, though it flares up time and time again.]
We're all goin' back home anyway, right? Or well, that's the plan!
In the grand scheme of things, all this? Is no. Big. Deal.
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Honestly? I think it's more the, uh, winning personality, but! So what if some people can't take the heat? Most of 'em have got shit taste anyway.
[He cracks a smile there, meeting the Jedi's eyes with his own, bowing his head not out of respect, but a bizarre mixture of whimsy and spite. From the outside, it is all hubris, the face of a professional daredevil about to jump into a tank of sharks.
There is pain beneath the surface still, somewhere at his core, the kind of thing that's lasted so long he should be used to it by now, though it flares up time and time again.]
We're all goin' back home anyway, right? Or well, that's the plan!
In the grand scheme of things, all this? Is no. Big. Deal.
[Quite the contrary.
It is changing him too.]