[Sun makes a sound of acknowledgement regarding the grunts. He wouldn’t call them being horrible shits great, but he got that Guzma had different standards.
He glances back to level a stare at Guzma’s scissor threat. A sort of ‘you wouldn’t dare’, before giving him one last dismissive wave and settling again.]
Fine. But I gotta say, this service stinks! If you cut an ear off, I’ll have to go to your manager!
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[Sun makes a sound of acknowledgement regarding the grunts. He wouldn’t call them being horrible shits great, but he got that Guzma had different standards.
He glances back to level a stare at Guzma’s scissor threat. A sort of ‘you wouldn’t dare’, before giving him one last dismissive wave and settling again.]
Fine. But I gotta say, this service stinks! If you cut an ear off, I’ll have to go to your manager!
[It’s a poor joke, but whatever.]