His programming buzzes dangerously, systems loading his battle protocol against his will. The protective caps around his fingers slide out of place under his gloves, ready to fire bullets at a moment's notice. He's screaming on the inside, begging for Raven to run, please run, you're in danger-!
"I am not protecting him. I am simply stating facts," he replies coolly, stretched out to his full height as he looks down at Raven. His stance has changed, not so much the sweetheart Detective Prince anymore, but the weapon that he was built as. "I cannot tolerate baseless slander. It is against the law."
But just before he truly kicks into battle mode, someone else arrives, and just like that, his programming automatically switches back over to pleasant and polite. Caps slide back in place, battle protocols aborted. He's never been so relieved to see himself.
"Oh, hello there," he says, voice warm and pleasant pleasant pleasant, "ah, please don't worry. It seems our younger self had some unfortunate experiences, and was projecting that onto a politician named Masayoshi Shido. I simply cannot stand baseless slander against people who don't deserve it, so I found myself getting a little irritated."
'I am irritated, just not for the reasons I'm stating!'
"I just really hate injustice, you know," he smiles, turning up the charm, "it's a shame that even a younger version of myself is such a child that he cannot see reason when presented with it."
He said, you know, like a liar
His programming buzzes dangerously, systems loading his battle protocol against his will. The protective caps around his fingers slide out of place under his gloves, ready to fire bullets at a moment's notice. He's screaming on the inside, begging for Raven to run, please run, you're in danger-!
"I am not protecting him. I am simply stating facts," he replies coolly, stretched out to his full height as he looks down at Raven. His stance has changed, not so much the sweetheart Detective Prince anymore, but the weapon that he was built as. "I cannot tolerate baseless slander. It is against the law."
But just before he truly kicks into battle mode, someone else arrives, and just like that, his programming automatically switches back over to pleasant and polite. Caps slide back in place, battle protocols aborted. He's never been so relieved to see himself.
"Oh, hello there," he says, voice warm and pleasant pleasant pleasant, "ah, please don't worry. It seems our younger self had some unfortunate experiences, and was projecting that onto a politician named Masayoshi Shido. I simply cannot stand baseless slander against people who don't deserve it, so I found myself getting a little irritated."
'I am irritated, just not for the reasons I'm stating!'
"I just really hate injustice, you know," he smiles, turning up the charm, "it's a shame that even a younger version of myself is such a child that he cannot see reason when presented with it."