[Glad that the other hasn't decided to run off now that he's being confronted Tartaglia's eyebrow raises. He doesn't recognize this guy at all, nor can he for the life of him figure out why he's following him. If he was going to get mugged, the guy would of gone for it already, but he's standing here talking to him instead of taking action.]
What's so asinine about it? There's nothing wrong with enjoying a good fight. Besides...
[And this is the kicker, the thing that nags at him deep down without a single clue as to why.]
How would you know anyway? I've never met you in my life.
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[Glad that the other hasn't decided to run off now that he's being confronted Tartaglia's eyebrow raises. He doesn't recognize this guy at all, nor can he for the life of him figure out why he's following him. If he was going to get mugged, the guy would of gone for it already, but he's standing here talking to him instead of taking action.]
What's so asinine about it? There's nothing wrong with enjoying a good fight. Besides...
[And this is the kicker, the thing that nags at him deep down without a single clue as to why.]
How would you know anyway? I've never met you in my life.