Knuckles watched him with narrowed eyes. “Like a long visit?”
Knuckles’ gaze dropped to the emerald’s distant shimmer. “If I left, who would protect it?” sonicknuckleswsonic3bin file work
Sonic lit up. “Yeah. Down to that palm tree. Loser buys dinner.” Knuckles watched him with narrowed eyes
“You aren’t like the others,” Knuckles continued. “You don’t try to change me.” sonicknuckleswsonic3bin file work
Knuckles stopped his examination of a cracked glyph and sighed. “You’re late.”