Round Em Up [Optional Fight Training]

The lesson turned from actual fighting to some touchy-feely nonsense about confidence, drawing his attention away from the snooty priss with a snort. Was this fight training or dance classes? Feelings? Feelings had no place in fighting. What was next, sportsmanlike conduct? "If you can't feel confident," he grunted with a faint sneer at the words, "don't feel anything at all. Just act. Don't tell yourself 'I'm going to do this,' just do it. If you waste time trying to decide if you are confident, or if you are too confident, you're going to second guess yourself right into a grave. The way to confidence is through action, not feelings. The more you do it, the easier it is to do it again, and again, and again." He felt itchy, too contained, and so he shot to his feet to pace, his words coming in a low growl. "Are you afraid to fight me?" he demanded of Rhyme. "Are you?" he growled to Dragon. And to Lykos, "Or you? If you aren't you're stupid. I'm big, I'm strong, I'm experienced. Those are good reasons to not want to fight someone. That's not a lack of confidence that's realism. But if you had to fight me, you can't curl up in a ball dithering about how you're not big, or strong, or experienced enough. You shut that the fuck off and you just do it anyways. Whether you win or lose and what happens after don't fucking matter, just the fight matters. Action will lead to confidence, not feelings."