He has to shout over his music to be heard, playing frantic as Garrus just gets more hurt in his defense. The guilt is growing like a stormcloud, too familiar to bear. He baited a cruel person, and someone else has gotten hurt in his place.
This fight should have just come to him. Nevermind that he'd be a crumpled, bloody mess on the ground, if Rico had managed to land any blow on him that he's landed on Garrus. No, he should have stuffed down his indignation, he should have looked beyond his pride, and de-escalated the situation sooner. Someone here surely knows better than him how to change a bully's behavior without magic. Maybe if he'd gone looking for them, someone else wouldn't be getting hurt -
His father is much more durable now than he was back in their world, but Kubo still can't help but assume that a man like Rico has a blade somewhere. And Beetle does have chinks in his armor. Kubo's birds disperse, though the flat paper continues to circle and obscure Rico's vision. His eye flicks from Rico's belt to his hands, what they could be reaching for, as he advances to be ready in case he needs to strike in his father's defense.
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He has to shout over his music to be heard, playing frantic as Garrus just gets more hurt in his defense. The guilt is growing like a stormcloud, too familiar to bear. He baited a cruel person, and someone else has gotten hurt in his place.
This fight should have just come to him. Nevermind that he'd be a crumpled, bloody mess on the ground, if Rico had managed to land any blow on him that he's landed on Garrus. No, he should have stuffed down his indignation, he should have looked beyond his pride, and de-escalated the situation sooner. Someone here surely knows better than him how to change a bully's behavior without magic. Maybe if he'd gone looking for them, someone else wouldn't be getting hurt -
His father is much more durable now than he was back in their world, but Kubo still can't help but assume that a man like Rico has a blade somewhere. And Beetle does have chinks in his armor. Kubo's birds disperse, though the flat paper continues to circle and obscure Rico's vision. His eye flicks from Rico's belt to his hands, what they could be reaching for, as he advances to be ready in case he needs to strike in his father's defense.