"I'm not sure it would really be your scene, Aya, but I don't see why not. It's the same time every week, and while I wouldn't exactly called Berrod a friend, I have to respect him. He plays at being a rough and tumble thug, but he was concerned when I went down. His heart's not nearly as hard as his fist." He smiled at her then, and Warren realized he was genuinely enjoying himself and her company.
"It's practice for me. Sport for others. Proving grounds for some. And it's in the dust and the grime, and there's always blood. I've gotten pretty mangled the last few times I've gone. You think you could stomach seeing that?"
"It's practice for me. Sport for others. Proving grounds for some. And it's in the dust and the grime, and there's always blood. I've gotten pretty mangled the last few times I've gone. You think you could stomach seeing that?"
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