Well, Damien wasn't exactly training Minoru to run the gauntlet and fight the Ministry. He was his American Ninja Warrior coach. So yes, comparisons could be made between a hobby and what's needed to survive, but arguing the point would be a waste of time. He was trying to calm everyone down, not rile them up any more.

Thankfully, Martyn beat Minoru to the punch.

"I'll take the chair back to Choko." He reiterated, making sure Damien knew it would get done. "You go take a break."

Dee just stared up at Rekker's brother like a deer in headlights. Martyn was a psychiatrist, and that was throwing off all sorts of alarm bells inside Dee's mind at the moment. He tried to push himself up, but couldn't. He could barely slide back against the pavement, though he flailed weakly in a panicked attempt.

"Please... no..." he finally choked out. "Just... just stop..."