[Sun frowns in agitation upon being called stupid. He was already feeling like he was wasting breath on this, so way to prove him right! A shame when they finally got down to just talking a little bit ago. He definitely was still trying to dismiss it all though as he instead moved on to gathering a small pile of fruit. Still he couldn't help but have a bit of added snip to his tone when he replied. ]
What ain't simple about it, stupid? So maybe there are others, what makes that any different. It's the same mess!
[The whole thing would still be a confusing mess with people having different memories of events (and not just time related shenanigans). You just shrug it off, maybe talk it out a little less stupidly than the two of them did and get on with it.
As Guzma challenges payment though in the next breath, Sun can't help but watch Golisopod sympathetically. It's ok buggo, you're not in trouble with Sun at least.]
Yeah, like I said: I won't be charging you for it this time. [A scoff.]
[While there was no payment owed today Sun was not backing down either regarding future due compensations. He didn't have to worry about cutting off a job source by pissing off the grunts like he did back in Alola. He was well acquainted with the task board by now.
With the pile of fruit he was collecting now adequate, Sun scooped up as much as he could in his arms and started off towards the seemingly forgotten but still very much knocked out tyrannosaur. Dollar had his back as he was still watching out for anymore tantrums out of Guzma, but he felt the level of that had fell to snippy comments at least for now. He felt comfortable enough at least going over and leaving a pile of fruit close to the giant dinosaur's maw. He had no clue when it would regain consciousness, but he wanted it to be able to recover as well. It was the least he could do for knocking it out.]
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What ain't simple about it, stupid? So maybe there are others, what makes that any different. It's the same mess!
[The whole thing would still be a confusing mess with people having different memories of events (and not just time related shenanigans). You just shrug it off, maybe talk it out a little less stupidly than the two of them did and get on with it.
As Guzma challenges payment though in the next breath, Sun can't help but watch Golisopod sympathetically. It's ok buggo, you're not in trouble with Sun at least.]
Yeah, like I said: I won't be charging you for it this time. [A scoff.]
[While there was no payment owed today Sun was not backing down either regarding future due compensations. He didn't have to worry about cutting off a job source by pissing off the grunts like he did back in Alola. He was well acquainted with the task board by now.
With the pile of fruit he was collecting now adequate, Sun scooped up as much as he could in his arms and started off towards the seemingly forgotten but still very much knocked out tyrannosaur. Dollar had his back as he was still watching out for anymore tantrums out of Guzma, but he felt the level of that had fell to snippy comments at least for now. He felt comfortable enough at least going over and leaving a pile of fruit close to the giant dinosaur's maw. He had no clue when it would regain consciousness, but he wanted it to be able to recover as well. It was the least he could do for knocking it out.]
I'm staying in town! What's it to ya?
[Aka the temporary housing all other worlders get. ]