[ Okay, no, he didn't make it this far on a crappy track record to be completely upended by a girl spouting off the most inconceivable lies. Everyone's staring at him like he's the equivalent of dead roadkill, and when the robot security guards haul him on each arm, he's got a time-sensitive bid to cough up his most persuasive argument.
Inevitably, the means insults. Enjoy the sideshow of Elliot flailing around as he attempts to assume enough motor control in one arm to uselessly jab at her deceptively tearful form. ]
Check my hands for prints! You'll see I didn't touch her once. If anything, you should be taking her in for questioning. What a liar!
[ WHY AREN'T THEY LISTENING ... he can't bear the shame of one of his friends paying bail for inappropriately accosting a girl, it goes against moral he's built himself up to be. He might've accidentally murdered some people, but even supposedly feeling up a girl is way over the line.
He daggers his most haughty, self-entitled stare into the closest robot's featureless face, hoping to convince them in a wild bid of preconceived superiority. ]
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Inevitably, the means insults. Enjoy the sideshow of Elliot flailing around as he attempts to assume enough motor control in one arm to uselessly jab at her deceptively tearful form. ]
Check my hands for prints! You'll see I didn't touch her once. If anything, you should be taking her in for questioning. What a liar!
[ WHY AREN'T THEY LISTENING ... he can't bear the shame of one of his friends paying bail for inappropriately accosting a girl, it goes against moral he's built himself up to be. He might've accidentally murdered some people, but even supposedly feeling up a girl is way over the line.
He daggers his most haughty, self-entitled stare into the closest robot's featureless face, hoping to convince them in a wild bid of preconceived superiority. ]
She's not even that attractive!