[Temple is not happy about having to work with Grif.]
[One: they’re enemies.]
[Two: Grif is like Biff but not Biff, and that feels way too weird for Temple.]
[But since they have been assigned to work together on the Goldcliff mission, Temple has decided to put his feelings aside - as much as he can, anyway - and work with him.]
[Sighing, he says:]
Me neither.
[But he kneels down, and examines the battle wagon and the scrap metal anyway, hoping that he remembers enough of Loco’s machine talk to help him with this.]
And we should probably save giving it tusks for when it’s all put together.
[Temple supposes he could just veto the tusks idea but... he doesn’t want to. Not when Grif reminds him so much of Biff.]
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[One: they’re enemies.]
[Two: Grif is like Biff but not Biff, and that feels way too weird for Temple.]
[But since they have been assigned to work together on the Goldcliff mission, Temple has decided to put his feelings aside - as much as he can, anyway - and work with him.]
[Sighing, he says:]
Me neither.
[But he kneels down, and examines the battle wagon and the scrap metal anyway, hoping that he remembers enough of Loco’s machine talk to help him with this.]
And we should probably save giving it tusks for when it’s all put together.
[Temple supposes he could just veto the tusks idea but... he doesn’t want to. Not when Grif reminds him so much of Biff.]