[This lack of faith. Teasing seems to get her hackles up, but it also brings her confidence back around. So, probably a net win.]
Wait, wait, wait. [Back up a sec.] Is it "Mob" or "Slime?"
[Make up your mind, kiddo. Even the Transistor seems to get in on the confusion, the little white readout blipping into his awareness as >SLIME? as it slides its way vapidly back in their direction, blowing a series of Very Threatening bubbles.]
...Either way. Pretty sure we could take 'em.
[If it really is as bad as she thinks. (Then again, Futaba also thinks he's going to attack when she least expects it, apparently.)]
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Wait, wait, wait. [Back up a sec.] Is it "Mob" or "Slime?"
[Make up your mind, kiddo. Even the Transistor seems to get in on the confusion, the little white readout blipping into his awareness as >SLIME? as it slides its way vapidly back in their direction, blowing a series of Very Threatening bubbles.]
...Either way. Pretty sure we could take 'em.
[If it really is as bad as she thinks. (Then again, Futaba also thinks he's going to attack when she least expects it, apparently.)]