WhiteDwarf: A shinobi never feels fear. Get indignant!

WhiteDwarf: I invite you to stop your foolish assumptions and claims at any time you like, and the ideal time is now.
WhiteDwarf: Hardly fear. I felt the thrill of a substantial challenge when I crossed blades with Chaplain. My cause here, after all, is to find such worthy foes.
janitor: the chaplain screamed at you
janitor: you lost focus
janitor: you listened to the voice of authority
WhiteDwarf: This is starting to seem less brave and more stupid. Do you take me for a neophyte? I'm not going to obey a foe, however worthy.
janitor: "obey"
janitor: "listen to"
janitor: you let someone claim authority
janitor: then you paid attention
janitor: you decided to reject the chaplain
janitor: you listened in the first place
WhiteDwarf: What? What are you saying? There is something unusual in simply listening, at all?

janitor's face twitches from one neutral non-expression to a different non-expression

janitor: you are
janitor: domesticated
WhiteDwarf: I grow ever more tempted to run you through for insults like this.
janitor: "stop"
janitor: a disobedient dog pauses and disobeys
janitor: a wolf doesn't hear anything
WhiteDwarf: And what, then, is the difference, janitor?
janitor: we used to make animals die of exhaustion in plains
janitor: we used to plant spears and let them blossom
janitor: all we had was what we took when we didn't care what was saying "stop"