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“Wonder how that old guy’s doin’.”

Plucks his head from his van’s guts with a quirked brow… before shrugging his shoulders. “Y’heard the lady, everyone.” He’s back to work. “Yo, guardian, hand me that red wrench while you’re on watch?”

“Quiet down, I’m tryna’ get this damned engine goin’.”

“Yo, buddy.” Callin’ out from under his RV, covered in grease. “Pass me that wrench?”

“What th’ fuck am I doin’?”

“…?! Th’ hell just got on top of my van?”

“Nope.” Not even a second of hesitation. “Not doin’ it for the sport or to bask, anyway. It’s t’… figure somethin’ out. What’d that bandana guy used t’say? Answer in th’ heart a’battle? That. You feel?”

“And what’s wrong with either of those? What, you think I can’t handle sum bruises or a loss every now an’ again? I dunno man, if you think two guys buttin’ heads and endin’ it on a handshake is “worthless” an’ “bitter” than maybe you gotta worry ‘bout your own attitude here.”

“Awh hell, not you again. You’re worse than a damn vegan seein’ a guy with a frank. Look compadre, I ain’t got the fancy words to debate with you, but if pain was enough to scare me off fightin’ I’d have hung it up ages ago.”

“Ough… how long was I out? Shit, man, probably missed my match.”

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