[Asher isn't going to budge. He's been threatened now, and after months of being the weakling, the civilian, he isn't going to take this without a (laughable) attempt at a fight.
Stepping backwards, his shoulders square up and his arms fold over his chest.]
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Stepping backwards, his shoulders square up and his arms fold over his chest.]
What are you gonna do about it?
[Sneering:]
You gonna kiss 'em for me?