âYOUâRE WELCOME!â Reggae screeched in response, apparently not understanding the concept of lowering oneâs voice. Or he did know, and just didnât care to do it.
âREGGAE.â He replied, ruffling his wings. âI KNOW YOUR REAL NAME IS ROCK BUT IâM NOT GOING TO USE THAT.â
...Geez, this bird is loud. The brunet winces, pressing a hand to his audio receptor. Would he listen if Rock asked him to quiet down?Â
...If he belongs to Dr. Wily like the kid thinks he might, probably not.
âUm... Thatâs okay, Reggae! You can call me Mega Man if you want! So... Where did you come from? Youâre not lost, are you?â