Patrice's smile turns into something more genuine as Presley relents, and he's up on his feet with a surprising amount of grace for a tall teenager who'd just been hanging upside down. He knows he can push the other boy too hard sometimes, but he does occasionally get results, and Presley hasn't murdered him yet, so it's difficult to convince himself to stop.

"That's not saying much - you always want to push me to my death just a little bit," he starts, at least slightly self-aware. "Let's go duel, I bet I can find a good space for it." It's a little bit of an olive branch, but not much of one given that he also enjoys dueling. "I'll let you try to hex my face."