He rolls out his shoulders, deciding that this is where the authenticity ends. No need to go back to what he looked like back then — he already has the scars that little Chinese doll gave him and he has little intention of letting Jack double up on them. Though, perhaps, that would only be fair. Last time they fought, he was trapped in a room like a wild animal in a snare. This is a chance to show what he can really do.
"See, Jack... I am one."
And with that he lunges again, fast as he can, attempting to flank Jack with a low sweeping kick, aiming to get him off his feet and off guard.
((ooc: it's such a fun fight! It's been awhile since I watched it but since this is a dream, I figured we can just improvise. ))