I remained limp, deciding the best way to deal with this guy was to be cautious, nonthreatening… I didn’t want to get my bones crushed like that other dude. Knowing how strong he was only added to how absolutely terrified and uncertain I was. Proceeding with caution seemed to be the wisest course of action.
See this is what I said about my girl having common sense. She's like, "I like my ribs where they are. In my chest, whole, and intact. :)"
