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^{Sami Zayn had survived Braun Strowman. His guts were admirable - even if his actions bordered on self-destructive at times - and while Roman planned on doing more than just surviving Strowman, it was clear he couldn’t turn to his usual plan of just punching his way to a win. He needed to fight smart. Not that Roman was stupid; he wasn’t close to stupid, despite what some people seemed to think, despite what his silence in the Shield had seemed to suggest. Choosing to remain quiet rather than speak because he’d had nothing to say, not for the lack of thoughts. Observing then just as he did now, attentive in a way most people didn’t realize. Regardless, Roman was used to being able to use his size to his advantage – and now he was the small one. The reassurance earned a chuckle from Roman, a nod of acknowledgement because this wasn’t the type of business where one was honest. One was either confident or they pretended to be. There was no room for anything else. “I’ve fought big guys before, but Strowman’s a different animal.” Clearing his throat and glancing around again, leaning in a little and trying not to let it show that he was flustered. Roman Reigns didn’t get flustered. “Anything you figure out?” In between getting beaten within an inch of his life. Rubbing the back of his neck and doing his best not to blurt a nevermind and act like this had never happened.}

        ^{His embarrassment wasn’t inconspicuous.      in no way does it satisfy the definition of inconspicuous. it’’s visible, unfamiliar, and he’s holding nervousness in his voice. It makes Sami laugh, actually, albeit to himself,  a roll of his eyes tossed once Roman has looked away. if he  actually thinks   he’s going to elude detection, he’s got the wrong idea.     “Hey, there’s no need to get all flustered. It’s okay to ask for help.”      he reassure the Samoan with a light nod of his head and a soft smile lifting bearded cheeks. His eyes are deceptively light, unattached.  Sami pretends he doesn’t know the man’s intentions ( although they are so…so clear ).       “So to answer your question, I have. Make him stumble. Use speed. Try to overpower him. Catch him with the unexpected, y’know?  And with how amazing you are in the ring, that shouldn’t be much of a problem! Look at you, you have speed, aggression, strength, height       you’re pretty and talented!”      His eyes widened a bit at the words that slipped from his lips unintentionally and he cleared his throat in an awkward manner then immediately rephrased before Roman got suspicious.      “I-I mean, you’re pretty talented, hehe.”      Sami could feel his cheeks heat and his smile weakening, but he didn’t avert his gaze away from Roman to hide it, he just waited for it to pass        and with the deep breath he took to compose himself, it did.      “So… does that answer your question?”}