[Shoot hears the victory music follow the lame, sad tune that plays when his character finally falls, but he's already stopped paying attention. The stranger who approached them switches gears from curious and slightly concerned to definitely concerned (possibly for himself), though whether it's Shoot's sudden panic or Knuckle's manner or both isn't clear.
Shoot blinks, looking between Knuckle and the other guy, waiting for someone else to do something so he doesn't have to. But, ah, don't start fights in the arcade—]
No! He's— I don't know what he's doing! [yes, this helps]
[The stranger, meanwhile, has taken to shuffling backwards, before some old punk hits him... don't harass teenagers]
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for ironic purposes i'm not going to announce my return
Shoot blinks, looking between Knuckle and the other guy, waiting for someone else to do something so he doesn't have to. But, ah, don't start fights in the arcade—]
No! He's— I don't know what he's doing! [yes, this helps]
[The stranger, meanwhile, has taken to shuffling backwards, before some old punk hits him... don't harass teenagers]