A Standoff on the Floor

Wait, did my fingers just twitch? They definitely did! I rolled my shoulders and took a tentative step across the polished wood planks. Right across from me stood a bulky, muscular figure in a heavy helmet, frozen mid-lunge. 'Uh, morning big guy! Not looking for trouble, are you?' I reached forward, lightly tapping his domed helmet with my index knuckle. Complete silence. He didn't flinch or move at all. Guess I'm the only one awake for this round, but I'll keep both eyes wide open just in case.