[ Whether or not Maine likes to fight is mostly irrelevant in his eyes. Fighting is what he does. What he's built himself to do. He's chosen a life of combat in ways both superficial and permanent. If fighting for money is an option, it makes sense to take it.
But he's curious about the bar she mentioned. Tilts his head to the side as he asks, ]
Red Wings?
[ It's the bar to which he was sent when he woke up here. The one he walked into as though he had no will of his own. ]
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But he's curious about the bar she mentioned. Tilts his head to the side as he asks, ]
Red Wings?
[ It's the bar to which he was sent when he woke up here. The one he walked into as though he had no will of his own. ]