[Wh-oh. Oh, no, there he goes. Ralph grimaces and starts looking around again before slowly crouching next to the homunculus. When the song finally reaches its end, the wrecker cautiously reaches out to pat Envy on the back.]
I'm flattered, really. It's not that I think you're a bad guy. It's just--this kinda thing just isn't in my programming. But try not to worry about it, alright? You'll find someone.
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I'm flattered, really. It's not that I think you're a bad guy. It's just--this kinda thing just isn't in my programming. But try not to worry about it, alright? You'll find someone.