[The way he says it is as if the word is utterly foreign to him, and for the most part, it kind of is.
Or, if anything, what his world would call a siren would definitely not be some 8 armed tattooed lady. Not that the moniker matters to him, not when her raw strength and power was far more his speed.]
Yeah, ain't familiar with none, nor no Partali. Only six in the universe, huh? Awful special, ain't ya?
[But he shrugs it off, like it's not a big deal, even if it is. His eyes falling to her offered hand, but his remain nestled in his damp pockets. Damn, he really needs to get out of the cold.
His gaze flicks back up to meet hers as he offers her a wide grin.]
I'm the great Guzma—the hated boss of Team Skull.
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[The way he says it is as if the word is utterly foreign to him, and for the most part, it kind of is.
Or, if anything, what his world would call a siren would definitely not be some 8 armed tattooed lady. Not that the moniker matters to him, not when her raw strength and power was far more his speed.]
Yeah, ain't familiar with none, nor no Partali. Only six in the universe, huh? Awful special, ain't ya?
[But he shrugs it off, like it's not a big deal, even if it is. His eyes falling to her offered hand, but his remain nestled in his damp pockets. Damn, he really needs to get out of the cold.
His gaze flicks back up to meet hers as he offers her a wide grin.]
I'm the great Guzma—the hated boss of Team Skull.