[ ... well, crap. It's a kid. Like a kid, kid, not a "dumb young soldier a guy can take out his frustration on while also training them to not die" kid. A kid with info he sort of missed while he was asking questions without waiting for that moogle thing to give him answers.
Tucker's not strictly smart, or done handling the situation by defaulting to angry, and he guesses he's not really a great dad anyway, and he hasn't seen his kid in about a million years, but he can account for the fact that it's rude as hell to yell at a kid who has nothing to do with anything that's made him mad in the first place. Or something like that. Damn. ]
Uh-- yeah. You, too? Thanks. Jeez, no one even mentioned I could get cash for stuff by beating up monsters yet. That should have been like the first thing they told me! [ Tucker it was probably one of the very first things the Moogle told you. ]
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Tucker's not strictly smart, or done handling the situation by defaulting to angry, and he guesses he's not really a great dad anyway, and he hasn't seen his kid in about a million years, but he can account for the fact that it's rude as hell to yell at a kid who has nothing to do with anything that's made him mad in the first place. Or something like that. Damn. ]
Uh-- yeah. You, too? Thanks. Jeez, no one even mentioned I could get cash for stuff by beating up monsters yet. That should have been like the first thing they told me! [ Tucker it was probably one of the very first things the Moogle told you. ]