Justice. [There's something almost a little distant about that word but it's twisted with venom too. The whole vigilante thing hits too close to home.]
Really? Over a bunch of junk. [He scoffs.]
You really don't know me very well if you think I'd take the easy way out. If you follow me I'll lose you...
Or we can fight if that's what you really want? [He slips into a more relaxed stance and spreads his arms out wide. He grins at the other.]