[The follow-up's unexpected, and Arthur very nearly loses his balance, but rather than fall, he just stumbles back a few steps with a yelp. That hurt a helluva lot more than the first blow, and he's a quick enough learner to know that pushing it further will only escalate things, rather than get Perry to impotently back off. What the hell can he do, anyway? This guy's huge, and he's just a kid. Arthur runs his sleeve across his eyes, the pain, humiliation, and adolescent anger threatening to lead to some crying, but he manages to hold it back. He just fixes Perry with an utterly hateful stare.]