"And what makes you think being dead is going to get in the way of my being stubborn?" I asked indignantly.
He tried to make some point about there not being much use in trying to hold a stubbornness competition when one of the parties is no longer participating, but I held my ground.
For the sake of the rest of the universe, it's probably a good thing that the two of us get along.
Technically, he may perhaps be more stubborn than I am. However, as I refuse to admit this, the contest is ongoing. There have been times in the past on particular instances of stubborn behavior, mostly involving Mercy, when I had clearly lost. However, as I refused to admit defeat even after losing, he would sometimes admit defeat first, leaving me the winner. It's very good that the two of us get along, very good indeed.