[The accusation certainly gets a look from the ex-gang leader. This kid certainly had some distorted memories of their interactions. It's not that Guzma wouldn't break a child's arm, or fight dirty in a Pokèmon battle, but he certainly hadn't done any of that to Sun.]
What the hell are you talkin' about?
[He turns to face him more now, the look of confusion plane on his face.]
I never broke your arm.
[As the two are talking, Golisopod has made his way over, looking at Sun with an expression that contrasts the one of cruelty he had during the battle. That dangerous determination to win, now replaced with something arguably softer. He even lets out a soft trill at the young trainer.]
no subject
What the hell are you talkin' about?
[He turns to face him more now, the look of confusion plane on his face.]
I never broke your arm.
[As the two are talking, Golisopod has made his way over, looking at Sun with an expression that contrasts the one of cruelty he had during the battle. That dangerous determination to win, now replaced with something arguably softer. He even lets out a soft trill at the young trainer.]