With great power, comes great responsibility.

"Do we really need the assessment period?" I ask, all the while trying to find an in, a weak spot, and finding none I'm willing to exploit. His shoulder's gotta be hurting, still, but this isn't a real fight; I'm not going to touch that, not after having to stitch him up the last time. My movements pick up speed, and I start to get creative in my combinations, wondering if I can't overwhelm him into giving me an opening -- if I could get behind him, I might have a chance at landing something, but I need some sort of leverage to get the height I need to jump. I drop lower, again, hoping he'll follow, my brain two steps ahead of my body.

"I already know what I can't do, Cap, teach me something I can."