"STOP!" Mason gets himself up from the couch, pulling his sneakers back on.
"I'm right here. If you're here to fight me under the terms of a formal challenge, I won't run from it. No-one else on the team needs to get hurt."
He vaults himself over the back of the couch, walking towards the Atlantean girl with hopefully much more confidence than he's actually feeling.
"Jordie... call Marrina." He points a finger at the girl. "You. Outside." He jerks a thumb towards the door to the Temple.
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