Cautious. You don’t really know what you’re doing yet.

You and Melody circle each other slowly, like you’ve seen the other fighters do, and you’d probably be sizing each other up if either of you had any idea how to do that.

“Uh...I think we’re kind of supposed to fight?” you point out quietly.

“Wait,” Melody whispers back. “We should do some trash talk. I think we’re supposed to do that first.”

“Better than nothing,” you shrug, and clear your throat as you turn on your mic. “Uh...let’s see how brave you are without the Champion around to protect you!”

“I don’t need her around to kick your ass!” she retorts, and actually manages to make it sound pretty convincing.

“Then what are you waiting for? Too scared?” You’re getting into it a little now, trying to goad her into coming after you.

“Kinda,” she whispers, but yells “You wish!”

She takes a moment or two to psyche herself up, then advances across the ring toward you.

“Looks like this match is about to really get started,” notes the announcer as you get ready to meet her head-on.