And Falcon was certain Samus hasn't believed a word of it. It was enough to make him extra-grumbly for an awful long time.
"Hm." He said, sitting down, trying to think of what to say and staring at the cup of tea put in front of him. What was even going on anymore? Falcon stared at the hot beverage as if it was poison. Or had laxatives in it. Though he was confident that Goroh didn't really want to kill him, the latter was entirely possible and not beyond his rival at all. Buuut...
Well, Goroh was drinking some too. Maybe. He would wait for his rival to take a sip first. Just in case.
"If she wanted to know that, she could have come to me." Now he was finding himself a little angrier with Samus. He'd told her what had gone on, why'd she feel the need to ask Goroh? "...What else did you tell her?"
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"Hm." He said, sitting down, trying to think of what to say and staring at the cup of tea put in front of him. What was even going on anymore? Falcon stared at the hot beverage as if it was poison. Or had laxatives in it. Though he was confident that Goroh didn't really want to kill him, the latter was entirely possible and not beyond his rival at all. Buuut...
Well, Goroh was drinking some too. Maybe. He would wait for his rival to take a sip first. Just in case.
"If she wanted to know that, she could have come to me." Now he was finding himself a little angrier with Samus. He'd told her what had gone on, why'd she feel the need to ask Goroh? "...What else did you tell her?"