Now, see, Rick had been really tolerant of this whole thing. He'd totally exposed most of his secrets in legalese to a bunch of morons he didn't know to get out of an oversized aquarium, and now instead of cooperating, they were going to call each other names and brawl on the floor. He didn't interfere at first, just watched the two of them beat at each other, but when it looked more like it was just going to be Micah making himself feel better by blackening Will's face, he decided he was tired of waiting.
"Alright, knock it off," he said, genially enough, waiting for an opening, sliding in and knocking a jab down with the heel of one palm. It was all timing and not strength, and therefore more affective than barreling in and tackling someone. "That isn't going to do anything except make a mess on the floor."