[Lotor doesn't enjoy his outfit any more than Eizen likes his. He's never worn anything like this before. While he actually doesn't mind how it looks, it's not something he can fight in, and it's getting in his way.
He's also never had a doll before. He looks at it and frowns. It reminds him a little of the decorative creature that he won at the carnival game, so he's not without a frame of reference for it, but it doesn't seem very useful.
Well, he knows what to do, generally. While Lotor knows absolutely nothing about these odd human stories, he understands what is called for in this task. He has to get out of here. He's not about to sit and wait to be rescued. Lotor is also familiar with bamboo from the games, so at least they were educational. Lotor withdraws his blade, because he did bring one with him, of course. Remembering the texture of bamboo and the way it cuts, he slices through a stalk experimentally, setting the doll down on the ground.
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He's also never had a doll before. He looks at it and frowns. It reminds him a little of the decorative creature that he won at the carnival game, so he's not without a frame of reference for it, but it doesn't seem very useful.
Well, he knows what to do, generally. While Lotor knows absolutely nothing about these odd human stories, he understands what is called for in this task. He has to get out of here. He's not about to sit and wait to be rescued. Lotor is also familiar with bamboo from the games, so at least they were educational. Lotor withdraws his blade, because he did bring one with him, of course. Remembering the texture of bamboo and the way it cuts, he slices through a stalk experimentally, setting the doll down on the ground.
That's when he hears Eizen call out to him.]
I hear you. I'm here.