[ Starr sighed. Chilton was forcing his hand, wasn't he? It wasn't as though he wanted to hurt him, but Chilton was giving him no choice. He waited until Chilton was nearly upon him, grabbing that outstretched arm and using it to swing the doctor toward the wall, pinning the arm behind the his back. Starr pressed himself close to Chilton's body, hips against hips to keep him in place. ]

Perhaps I do enjoy it because it is so rare that it happens. You cannot overpower me head on. So stop or I will be forced to dislocate your arm.