The boy looked at the lady's hand while she projected frantically, talking about sticky hands even though nobody asked her. What kind of garbage diver gets self-conscious about being dirty, anyway? Was her head okay?
"...Hey. Maybe not my place to ask this, but... Are you really a student here?"
He pointed at her duel disk.
"Since, you know, I'm pretty sure a student would know that duel disks have an autoshuffle function... And also how to play rock-paper-scissors."
He folded his arms and sighed. Well, even if she was some kind of disabled hobo, a person was a person. 100 wins wasn't something you could accomplish quickly if you were choosy. He explained as best he could, voice tinged with pity.
"Okay... So you clearly, you have a vague idea of how this works. But, see, the thing about rock-paper-scissors is that you have to go at the same time. Otherwise it defeats the purpose of even playing, right? So let's try this again..."
He halted after each part this time, so she could follow along.
"Rock..."
"Paper..."
"Scissors."
He was committed to rock, so the boy threw rock a second time.
"See? The timing's not so hard. Let's do it for real this time."
He made a fist and brought his hand back up.
"Rock, paper, scissors!"
"...Hey. Maybe not my place to ask this, but... Are you really a student here?"
He pointed at her duel disk.
"Since, you know, I'm pretty sure a student would know that duel disks have an autoshuffle function... And also how to play rock-paper-scissors."
He folded his arms and sighed. Well, even if she was some kind of disabled hobo, a person was a person. 100 wins wasn't something you could accomplish quickly if you were choosy. He explained as best he could, voice tinged with pity.
"Okay... So you clearly, you have a vague idea of how this works. But, see, the thing about rock-paper-scissors is that you have to go at the same time. Otherwise it defeats the purpose of even playing, right? So let's try this again..."
He halted after each part this time, so she could follow along.
"Rock..."
"Paper..."
"Scissors."
He was committed to rock, so the boy threw rock a second time.
"See? The timing's not so hard. Let's do it for real this time."
He made a fist and brought his hand back up.
"Rock, paper, scissors!"