[His ears twitch in her direction. He doesn't particularly like being told what to do. Of course, it's in the context of the game, but there's something about his partner that Lotor—just doesn't like. He's not even sure why. They were paired together by chance, and he had no reason to object, but...
Well, he can't quite figure it out. He wants to win, regardless. That's what's most important. However—
As Lotor digs for the new piece, he can't help but "accidentally" send some sand spraying in her direction, kicked up by his fast-moving claws. He's not one for playing pranks at home (where he absolutely cannot get away with them), but it is a bit funny.]
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Well, he can't quite figure it out. He wants to win, regardless. That's what's most important. However—
As Lotor digs for the new piece, he can't help but "accidentally" send some sand spraying in her direction, kicked up by his fast-moving claws. He's not one for playing pranks at home (where he absolutely cannot get away with them), but it is a bit funny.]