“Oh, okay. See, I should have told you before, in my religion it’s only acceptable to run when somebody’s chasing you.” Law’s looks me up and down. “I mean, I guess I could run behind you if that’s what you need.” “Cool. Thanks. Could you also emulate an angry carnivore, like a tiger or a bear or a T-Rex? It helps if I feel like my life is in danger.” “Man, I’ve gotta go practice my roaring,” he says, and to his credit, he manages to sound like he doesn’t think I’m completely ridiculous.
