[He'd say something witty in return, but York is not only up so fast that he's almost a blur, but he's also coming straight at him instead of giving any breathing room for another go round. He can't block the grapple, even as he jerks backwards too late, and his balance is indeed thrown. That was him letting his guard down, bollocks. He tries to plant his feet against the pull to regain some sense of where his body is in relation to anything.]
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