[It's none of his business, Guzma knows, and his self preservation still tries to tell him it's not his place to even care what the Drifter does - they're clearly used to this if they're looking at him like he grew a third eye - but...]
Tch! [Rubbing his neck, Guzma frowns, jutting out his lower jaw.] Guess that just don't sit right with me.
[Even young trainers have their pokemon partners to support them and keep them company, so going at it really and truly alone seems so... With a shakes of his head, and a casual shrug of his shoulders, Guzma snaps off another piece of coconut and chews on it with a mumble.] Y'all can do what you want, but thought I'd offer.
[I-IT'S NOT LIKE I CARE ABOUT YOU OR ANYTHING!!! B-BAKA!]
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Tch! [Rubbing his neck, Guzma frowns, jutting out his lower jaw.] Guess that just don't sit right with me.
[Even young trainers have their pokemon partners to support them and keep them company, so going at it really and truly alone seems so... With a shakes of his head, and a casual shrug of his shoulders, Guzma snaps off another piece of coconut and chews on it with a mumble.] Y'all can do what you want, but thought I'd offer.
[I-IT'S NOT LIKE I CARE ABOUT YOU OR ANYTHING!!! B-BAKA!]