[Oh, whatever. As if anyone's ever said that and meant it. Junkrat is more concerned with fending off these mad strawmen than winning an argument right now, though, which must mean the strawmen are actually a threat. Too bad his bodyguard wasn't here; he'd be able to just clear a path through the scarecrows by way of punching.
Junkrat's actually pretty amused by the way the big stupid robot gets between them though, and his mirth makes a few crops start to twist into shape--]
Move outta the way, ya overgrown hoopty! This is between me 'n the hayseeds--
[And they grow and stretch, and then-- they drop back down in a rotting little pile. Apparently robots have feelings! Junkrat meanwhile, is starting to crack up at how the scarecrow is trying to attack this robot.]
-- Ah. Forget it. My money's on the 'bot! [He's more than willing to cheer on a fight that doesn't involve himself. A twitchy hand remains on the trigger of his grenade launcher, ready to fire if he has to, but for now he's just entertained. A few tiny little sprigs of weeds start to pop up, fresh from the ground and in stark contrast, in response to his amusement.]
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Junkrat's actually pretty amused by the way the big stupid robot gets between them though, and his mirth makes a few crops start to twist into shape--]
Move outta the way, ya overgrown hoopty! This is between me 'n the hayseeds--
[And they grow and stretch, and then-- they drop back down in a rotting little pile. Apparently robots have feelings! Junkrat meanwhile, is starting to crack up at how the scarecrow is trying to attack this robot.]
-- Ah. Forget it. My money's on the 'bot! [He's more than willing to cheer on a fight that doesn't involve himself. A twitchy hand remains on the trigger of his grenade launcher, ready to fire if he has to, but for now he's just entertained. A few tiny little sprigs of weeds start to pop up, fresh from the ground and in stark contrast, in response to his amusement.]