That's where he was different from the others. Terry liked tricks. He was a dirty fighter and he'd admit it. Some fighters were skilled and trained, others were graceful and intense. Terry was a street fighter. He learned everything from first hand experience. Whatever it took to get the job done. That didn't mean right away he would go for the dishonorable strike o the back, or trip-it just mean if it had to be done, then it had to be done and he had no problem with it.
"I'm just watching. "He said with little emotion to his voice. Besides he wanted to scope out the competition. Because between them apparently that's what it was, this whole sibling thing. He'd tried being nice, tried getting along, she burned him. What was that saying? Once burned?...Terry admitted to being a little bit childish, but he was holding a grudge. Even if it was mostly his fault for not filtering.