But Daniel would not escalate, and there was nothing for Luke’s escalation to push against.

When you shout at a calm man who holds all the cards, you do not intimidate him; you only reveal your own panic, and the contrast makes you smaller.

Luke’s voice climbed and cracked and Daniel’s stayed exactly level, and with every exchange the balance of the patio shifted further, because everyone watching could feel who was actually in control, and it was not the loud one.

That was the lesson of the whole afternoon, arriving in miniature: that the person in command of a room is almost never the one making the most noise.