[Michael doesn't immediately give chase; he stands where he is and shakes his head again, trying to get rid of the sudden dark spots. Wiping the slime off onto his pants helps. Maybe he doesn't have much sense of what blood pressure is, but he understands cause and effect just fine - that kid just poisoned him or something.
Well! Now it's personal! He's too competitive to just lay off now, when they're both really in it; he puts on some speed and goes running after Luca again.]
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Well! Now it's personal! He's too competitive to just lay off now, when they're both really in it; he puts on some speed and goes running after Luca again.]
Aw, don't go running off yet!