[Oh no. He's in no shape to try standing on his own two feet playing a game he knows nothing about. Think fast, make up an excuse!]
O-oh. Uh... Y'wanna see me play that? Eh, t-too bad, you know, I'm just so strong... none of the fighting games work, 'cause the programmers put in a killswitch that recognizes my fingerprints, a-and all those little digital fighters just give up the second they know they're up against me. S-so... it wouldn't be any fun to see me play! [laughs]
[...]
Yeah.
[He stares expectantly at the Pyro, secretly crumbling under the oppressive weight of their vacant, judging eyes, praying that they don't interrogate him on any of this.]
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O-oh. Uh... Y'wanna see me play that? Eh, t-too bad, you know, I'm just so strong... none of the fighting games work, 'cause the programmers put in a killswitch that recognizes my fingerprints, a-and all those little digital fighters just give up the second they know they're up against me. S-so... it wouldn't be any fun to see me play! [laughs]
[...]
Yeah.
[He stares expectantly at the Pyro, secretly crumbling under the oppressive weight of their vacant, judging eyes, praying that they don't interrogate him on any of this.]