[ Sweet Pea shoving him ignites that impulse to fight back in Reggie, especially as he narrowly avoids tripping and hitting the wall. The urge flares, then tempers, Reggie settling just to hit Sweet Pea's shoulder in response-- not quite a punch or a shove, more like a swat.
It's objectively a bad idea to keep provoking someone while on their terf, especially someone Sweet Pea's size, but Reggie can't help himself. He's no slouch in a fight himself, and while he's not necessarily trying to start one now, he's always imagined they'd be relatively evenly matched if they did ever throw down without anyone else getting in between them.
And obviously in that hypothetical, he also imagines himself winning.
Reggie's on his own here, though, and Sweet Pea isn't. Literally this is the heart of Serpent territory, so Reggie would be better off trying to be more discreet. Behave himself a little bit. If anything, though, the environment only makes him more annoyed and tense. He makes a show of looking around the trailer in poorly disguised disdain, eyes scanning from the walls to the desk to the floor to the bed, and everywhere else in between. ]
What're they gonna do, stab me? [ Quote from man stabbed. Reggie rolls his eyes, throwing his own bookbag onto the nearby bed. ] I'm surprised you even know what charming means. This place of yours sure as hell doesn't qualify.
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It's objectively a bad idea to keep provoking someone while on their terf, especially someone Sweet Pea's size, but Reggie can't help himself. He's no slouch in a fight himself, and while he's not necessarily trying to start one now, he's always imagined they'd be relatively evenly matched if they did ever throw down without anyone else getting in between them.
And obviously in that hypothetical, he also imagines himself winning.
Reggie's on his own here, though, and Sweet Pea isn't. Literally this is the heart of Serpent territory, so Reggie would be better off trying to be more discreet. Behave himself a little bit. If anything, though, the environment only makes him more annoyed and tense. He makes a show of looking around the trailer in poorly disguised disdain, eyes scanning from the walls to the desk to the floor to the bed, and everywhere else in between. ]
What're they gonna do, stab me? [ Quote from man stabbed. Reggie rolls his eyes, throwing his own bookbag onto the nearby bed. ] I'm surprised you even know what charming means. This place of yours sure as hell doesn't qualify.