Y'know what, Guzma? Wade's not 100% in love with your tone right now. The mood of the encounter seems to change on a dime, and the white-haired punk immediately switches from singing Tibia's praises to acting like Wade's some kind of wet-behind-the-ears jackoff. Which is incredibly unfair-- Wade's damp behind the ears at worst.
"Okay, Number A? You don't have to shout. Two, stop actin' like I just crawled out the womb, and D, of course this ain't her first rodeo! D'you honestly think I'd just toss her in there without knowin' she had at least a little bit of experience? Give me a little bit of credit, dude! 'Sides, she's doin' great so far, ain't she?"
He throws his arm out in the direction of the scuffle to indicate just how well his little darling is doing while Tibia, oblivious, launches herself at another slime with the excited bloodlust of a seasoned warrior.
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"Okay, Number A? You don't have to shout. Two, stop actin' like I just crawled out the womb, and D, of course this ain't her first rodeo! D'you honestly think I'd just toss her in there without knowin' she had at least a little bit of experience? Give me a little bit of credit, dude! 'Sides, she's doin' great so far, ain't she?"
He throws his arm out in the direction of the scuffle to indicate just how well his little darling is doing while Tibia, oblivious, launches herself at another slime with the excited bloodlust of a seasoned warrior.