[He gets the vague feeling he should be offended by that, somehow, only he doesn't know what it means. Arthur decides to leave that be, stopping for a few seconds on a wider ledge to catch his breath.]
Met a professor who thought it were a good idea to make himself one. European fella. Didn't end well, poor bastard. [He sniffs, starts climbing again.] Was all flashin' lights an metal... kinda like you.
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[He gets the vague feeling he should be offended by that, somehow, only he doesn't know what it means. Arthur decides to leave that be, stopping for a few seconds on a wider ledge to catch his breath.]
Met a professor who thought it were a good idea to make himself one. European fella. Didn't end well, poor bastard. [He sniffs, starts climbing again.] Was all flashin' lights an metal... kinda like you.