[ James expects the fight, the struggle. He'd be disappointed too if John just rolled over without a fight, so it's not too terribly surprising when he's shoved away. He stumbles for a step or two, but quickly regains his footing, lips curling into a twisted grin as he fixes his gaze on John.
No need for surrender, it's much more fun to fight for what he wants.
He reaches out to grab one of John's wrists, the hold tight as he tries to twist his arm just enough to get him turned around. The movement is quick and precise, and it doesn't look like John has much of a physique to resist that hold. If be does, it'll be because he uses some kind of demonic ability of his, but nevertheless he tries to push him up against the wall, even if he still half-expects to be shoved or thrown across the room. ]
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No need for surrender, it's much more fun to fight for what he wants.
He reaches out to grab one of John's wrists, the hold tight as he tries to twist his arm just enough to get him turned around. The movement is quick and precise, and it doesn't look like John has much of a physique to resist that hold. If be does, it'll be because he uses some kind of demonic ability of his, but nevertheless he tries to push him up against the wall, even if he still half-expects to be shoved or thrown across the room. ]