[h2]Luke Schwarz -- Creative Mission-Based Title[/h2]

[color=fdc68a][i]Buoying her own odds? 

Well, I gue--[/i][/color]

[b]"Okay, now you're just being mean!"[/b] he replied to her next jab indignantly, disconnecting a cable with some authority. "[b]What kind of guy do you take me for, I have a right to defend myself!"[/b] 

After all, he wasn't a doormat who would let himself be rolled over by anyone who wanted to make fun of him so easily.

[b]"You were the one saying you were trying to put me in more danger anyway, trying to weigh down my odds."[/b] He continued in their verbal sparring session, his hands grasping the battery firmly and pulling up. [b]"If you said you were trying to help yourself and not hinder me, I wouldn't have snapped. If that's the case, then I'll apologize. But--"[/b] he grunted, sentence interrupted by exertion as they dislodged the battery. [b]"You can't say one thing and mean the opposite, and expect me to get it. That's unfair."[/b]

[color=fdc68a][i]Why's she so intent on making me admit it, anyway?

This feels like a police confession coercion.

Don't I have the right against self-incrimination? I plead the Fifth![/i][/color]

[b]"Let's get this thing back, the less time we spend out in the open, the better."[/b]