“Don’t I get a good luck kiss?” Dick asks, leaning outside of the ring towards you. “Might be the last time you see my face this pretty.”

There’s always a risk that comes with each fight. It’s the thrill he’s after. Dick feels the most alive when he’s boxing. You know that, you’re his coach, it’s why you’re so willing to let him continue.

“You know I fight better when I get one,” he says. There’s that grin on his face, dimples and all, as he straps his glove on.