[Naturally, he briskly ignores any looks shot his way. And he lets Damian run his course, interrupting only with a derisive scoff at the idea of fair play, pocketing his hands and pacing behind him while Damian leads the rest of the way toward the clinic.]

That would require having respect for anyone outside their little corner of space in the first place.

[And they both know that's a joke.]

Look at where the power's stacked—it was never gonna be a fair fight in the first place. But the big perks of doing it quiet include finding ways to pretend to hold the self righteous moral high ground.

[And, on the flip side, publicly take it away from your enemies in the process. Convenient how that works out.]