{ He wishes this gave him the satisfaction, of catching Gabe off-guard like that. He even wishes giving Gabe the satisfaction of a fight made this worth it all in the end. It looks like only time will tell.
Hands wind around his throat and his own clench tight around Gabe's wrists. They stumble about the place blindly, mostly into tables, chairs, and other partitions around the room. A lot of the patrons had already made plenty of room for them to throw down, though the occasional drunkard not watching their surroundings also gets shoved off to the side.
Every blow Gabe dishes out, he gives back in kind. Body shots, attempts to throw each other into the walls, knees to the gut or below the belt— Henry lets himself get lost in it this time, wordless but loud, venting all his frustrations about this man. }
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Hands wind around his throat and his own clench tight around Gabe's wrists. They stumble about the place blindly, mostly into tables, chairs, and other partitions around the room. A lot of the patrons had already made plenty of room for them to throw down, though the occasional drunkard not watching their surroundings also gets shoved off to the side.
Every blow Gabe dishes out, he gives back in kind. Body shots, attempts to throw each other into the walls, knees to the gut or below the belt— Henry lets himself get lost in it this time, wordless but loud, venting all his frustrations about this man. }