
Kokoporo found himself dwarfed by the shadow of the approaching gentle giant. He knew Magma Dancer posed no threat, but..."Let the women handle this", though? He couldn't help but feel the slightest bit insulted by that sentiment; Male he may have been, he was here to do no harm.Â
If there was one thing he agreed on, though, it was getting Steel out of the public eye and ideally sobered up. He didn't know why Steel was so drunk, nor why she was so violent, but all these questions and more could be answered at another time, without the peanut gallery involved. He lightly tapped at Steel's shoulder, trying to get her attention.
"H-hey...Miss Dancer's right, ya know." He smiled, hoping to reassure her; the last thing he wished for was for her to think he was angry with her. "Let's go somewhere else, and we can talk about it, right...? As friends?"
If there was one thing he agreed on, though, it was getting Steel out of the public eye and ideally sobered up. He didn't know why Steel was so drunk, nor why she was so violent, but all these questions and more could be answered at another time, without the peanut gallery involved. He lightly tapped at Steel's shoulder, trying to get her attention.
"H-hey...Miss Dancer's right, ya know." He smiled, hoping to reassure her; the last thing he wished for was for her to think he was angry with her. "Let's go somewhere else, and we can talk about it, right...? As friends?"