[His smile grows wry at the suggestion, insubordination a pain in its erosion of his control but intriguing in the bratty compulsion to not do as told.
Takasugi shrugs, casual gesture clashing with the intent of his stare.] Then I suppose we'll be running away together.
[The stranger can escape the fight if he so desires, Takasugi can't force his hand in the ring, but he won't wiggle free of the lot he's cast for them both.
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Takasugi shrugs, casual gesture clashing with the intent of his stare.] Then I suppose we'll be running away together.
[The stranger can escape the fight if he so desires, Takasugi can't force his hand in the ring, but he won't wiggle free of the lot he's cast for them both.
They're in this together.]