Well, he definitely doesn't have anything to gain from it if he's not even going to shoot a balloon!
Sparkle staggers back a little with genuine surprise on her face, then bursts into laughter. Her arm hangs limp at her side, pouring blood. "No prizes for that, sharpshooter, that isn't a balloon and you didn't pay to play again!" She shakes her head and clucks her tongue, completely ignoring her arm. "That's seven shots. What am I going to do with you?" Is that laughter at the edge of hearing, a different laugh than hers? She steps forward, eyes glowing. "You have to pay if you want to play again, venerable. And you stole from my humble little game, took a shot you weren't allowed. Do you have anything interesting to offer, or shall we decide what you'll pay?" The blood dripping onto the ground has started to smoke. The laughter is getting louder and harder to deny.
no subject
Sparkle staggers back a little with genuine surprise on her face, then bursts into laughter. Her arm hangs limp at her side, pouring blood. "No prizes for that, sharpshooter, that isn't a balloon and you didn't pay to play again!" She shakes her head and clucks her tongue, completely ignoring her arm. "That's seven shots. What am I going to do with you?" Is that laughter at the edge of hearing, a different laugh than hers? She steps forward, eyes glowing. "You have to pay if you want to play again, venerable. And you stole from my humble little game, took a shot you weren't allowed. Do you have anything interesting to offer, or shall we decide what you'll pay?" The blood dripping onto the ground has started to smoke. The laughter is getting louder and harder to deny.