Bravado may stir the crowd, but courage needs no audience.
Verily, a man without fear is either dead or happy to die.
Claude rubs the back of his neck and wrinkles his nose, about to tell me he was never sad. I believe this is called bravado and is not limited to lawyers, or even men, although that combination makes it almost unavoidable.
Zaphod marched quickly down the passageway, nervous as hell, but trying to hide it by striding purposefully.