[ even when cross draws himself up and tries to intimidate him (he sees it, he's not blind, he used to do this all the time and he can still do it too, he's not that damn old), madison just puffs up his chest and sets his jaw, tight and daring. out of the two of them, he's better, he's better, he's better in every which way.
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I already told you. No.