[He does, to his credit, listen to what Arthur has to say. Instead of ignoringhim and deciding his opinion isn't worth listening to. It's an improvement, at least!

He tips his head at the side to one side, as if to try to predict the path that the frisbee will take once Arthur throws it again--and while, yes, he does sense it before Arthur helpfully calls out--he's... confused about it.

He was managing to catch every brutal throw he made, and then he continues to return them with gentle accuracy. Even aiding him.

Really... this was nonsensical. He wanted a challenge and for someone to face him properly when he made that challenge... but instead...

He catches the frisbee, moving where he was told in order to snatch it out of the air.

He frowns.]

'Rage' is a bit of a strong word. I was merely looking to see how far I could push a man who looked like a warrior from the first glance that I got of him.

[He sighs softly. Congratulations, Arthur: you've won by sheer force of kingly personality. Arjuna's brutal streak has ended. The next time he throws it, it's with a far gentler curve, and a soft toss that mimics the sound of his voice.]

Many others would rise to my challenge and return it.

And yet, you didn't.