[Aaron's got no tricks this time. Mostly he wants to see if the whole bending crowbars thing is legitimate or not. It'd give truth to most of her other statements in his mind.
He starts to press with all his limited might and strains against her grip as she steadily increases her own pressure. His arm shakes then starts to give as she steadily pushes it back. She's nice enough not to slap his arm and hurt him but it's readily apparently he's out gunned, so to speak. He continues to push until the very end and only lets out a long, slow and quiet breath when his wrist touches the table. His arm relaxes and he gives her a sheepish smile.
She won. In all honesty, even if he did pull out his full strength he's unsure if her upper limits are above his. Crowbars are tough!]
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He starts to press with all his limited might and strains against her grip as she steadily increases her own pressure. His arm shakes then starts to give as she steadily pushes it back. She's nice enough not to slap his arm and hurt him but it's readily apparently he's out gunned, so to speak. He continues to push until the very end and only lets out a long, slow and quiet breath when his wrist touches the table. His arm relaxes and he gives her a sheepish smile.
She won. In all honesty, even if he did pull out his full strength he's unsure if her upper limits are above his. Crowbars are tough!]