He was used to being stopped. His mum had had the talk with him when he was a kid: his rights if course but also how to behave, how not to antagonize them, how to stay safe. He knew the drill. He didn’t question why he was stopped; he knew why. As his friend were kept back – they weren’t wanted. They’d never had the talk because they’d never needed it so they mouthing off. He looked into their eyes and answered. His button looked into the lens of the officer’s bodycam. Recording each other but also transmitting his data.