[Hey gets a slight tick of Takeshi's eyebrows, standing by the open window, smoking. Where Stephen looks subdued, he looks solid - too solid, perhaps, as if shored up, braced and barricaded. He turns to exhale smoke out of the window.]
You don't want to fight.
[A prompt, so what do you want? Stephen looks like he needs one.]
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You don't want to fight.
[A prompt, so what do you want? Stephen looks like he needs one.]