I was a boxing coach once. [Dan grins.] But I was underqualified and got fired three days in. Rightly, I reckon.
[Yet another of those odd jobs to get enough to put gas in the tank. Dan's resume, if he would ever bother to put it together, would be like a CVS receipt in length.
He lets Saturday adjust his hands; his grip has been functional enough, but nowhere near as effective as it could be. And he's smiling. He's smiling because Saturday's smiling, and Guts is watching, and he himself is learning.]
So you're what, trusting momentum more than the force of putting your shoulder into it?
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[Yet another of those odd jobs to get enough to put gas in the tank. Dan's resume, if he would ever bother to put it together, would be like a CVS receipt in length.
He lets Saturday adjust his hands; his grip has been functional enough, but nowhere near as effective as it could be. And he's smiling. He's smiling because Saturday's smiling, and Guts is watching, and he himself is learning.]
So you're what, trusting momentum more than the force of putting your shoulder into it?