Even from a bit of a distance and without a good look at Cloud's back, Arthur can see just how fuckoff big that sword is. And while he is momentarily stunned by it, he also quickly realises that these idiot robots are about to be the victims of it and ...
Look, he doesn't know what he thinks about whether or not robots are alive at all. What he does know is that there's a lot of stuff around Anchor that no one really knows about, and he's not sure how kindly it would take to someone ruining its property. Does he usually care about this? Well. When he doesn't have the option to run anywhere else should everything go to hell, yeah, he kind of does. A little, at least.
"Now, now," he says, hands in the air as he walks over to them. "Let's not be hasty, gentlemen."
Are the robots men? Doesn't matter. Either way, they turn around, excitedly asking if he's also come for a makeover.
An invitation
Look, he doesn't know what he thinks about whether or not robots are alive at all. What he does know is that there's a lot of stuff around Anchor that no one really knows about, and he's not sure how kindly it would take to someone ruining its property. Does he usually care about this? Well. When he doesn't have the option to run anywhere else should everything go to hell, yeah, he kind of does. A little, at least.
"Now, now," he says, hands in the air as he walks over to them. "Let's not be hasty, gentlemen."
Are the robots men? Doesn't matter. Either way, they turn around, excitedly asking if he's also come for a makeover.