[Good, he aims to make your win as unsatisfactory as possible. How dare you bully children. The casual way Guzma replies to him throws off his childish game. Very confusing for Sun. Why would the Big Bad Boss™ talk to him with such familiarity in his voice? It's not like Guzma knew him. Sure he picked up some part-time work from Team Skull before, but he went through the grunts.]
Uh, always? What's it to you?
[Sun was still pretty weirded out by his first comment to remark on the bit about pokemon centers. If anything that was even more reason to collect and sell the fruit to the masses. But no, he couldn't get over the familiarity. A heavy feeling of uncomfortableness slowly started to creep in. Literally; it was a feeling like someone had invaded your personal space. Like if someone were to unexpectedly barge in to your room and then just not leave.]
Look— I don't know you. I know of you.
[His brows furrowed, piercing eyes staring the older man down.]
no subject
Uh, always? What's it to you?
[Sun was still pretty weirded out by his first comment to remark on the bit about pokemon centers. If anything that was even more reason to collect and sell the fruit to the masses. But no, he couldn't get over the familiarity. A heavy feeling of uncomfortableness slowly started to creep in. Literally; it was a feeling like someone had invaded your personal space. Like if someone were to unexpectedly barge in to your room and then just not leave.]
Look— I don't know you. I know of you.
[His brows furrowed, piercing eyes staring the older man down.]
Why do you know me?