Oh no. The last thing he needed was to deal with some unknown Englishman gabbing his ears off. Why couldn't it have been Maisy? Knuckles? Hell, even Sonic would have been more tolerable. Instead, he was being pestered by this one, that man he'd only briefly met on the network. Great.

Shadow's arm subconsciously wrapped around his chest, all while he didn't even try to face him. He didn't need to. He didn't care.

"I suppose this disproves your theory, doesn't it?"