He's still trying to find a way out during this little exchange. In another time, another place- nothing could have distracted him from the fact that there are many, many beautiful women around; new and perfectly ready to be wooed by one as incapable as him.
It's a shame, then, that being boiled alive doesn't really appeal to him. He has a knife and nothing else, fixated on trying to saw through a few of the bars in a desperate bid to... jump to his death? Break his legs when he hits the ground?
Honestly, Karamatsu can't deny it. He has no plan.
And then Pharah makes up his mind for him.
"Hggk-! Unlike McCree, Karamatsu doesn't brace himself. As the rope snaps, he goes flying, hitting the roof of the cage before smacking into the ground, knife flying away to who knows where. Insult on top of injury. Slowly, he drags himself into a sitting position- a little less polite with his own greeting. "The hell, lady?! We could have died!"
HE could have died, which is obviously the more important thing.
I came here for Karamatsu to suffer and honestly this is meeting all my expectations
incapable as him.It's a shame, then, that being boiled alive doesn't really appeal to him. He has a knife and nothing else, fixated on trying to saw through a few of the bars in a desperate bid to... jump to his death? Break his legs when he hits the ground?
Honestly, Karamatsu can't deny it. He has no plan.
And then Pharah makes up his mind for him.
"Hggk-! Unlike McCree, Karamatsu doesn't brace himself. As the rope snaps, he goes flying, hitting the roof of the cage before smacking into the ground, knife flying away to who knows where. Insult on top of injury. Slowly, he drags himself into a sitting position- a little less polite with his own greeting. "The hell, lady?! We could have died!"
HE could have died, which is obviously the more important thing.