"The fact that you need someone else to tell you it's not enough already tells me what the problem is. You should NEVER be settling for good enough. Think you're at your limit? Wrong, push harder. Always push for more."
"You just give up too easily."
Jet the Hawk
“W-Well…like…like what?” He lowered his voice, brow furrowing. “I get told that a lot, and every time I try something folks like you just say it ain’t enough. So what is it?”
Kiburi the Boar
"Then maybe try to actually strive to be more than that for once! Show some gods-damned ambition for once! Actually do SOMETHING with yourself!"
Jet the Hawk
“Yeah, I—Eh? Wh-? Hey! Don’t go treating me like a minor inconvenience!”
Another couple of stomps, but not much else.
Kiburi the Boar
The hawk lets out a lengthy sigh.
"No, it's not. It's going to get dropped and you and I both know we don't have time for this shit."
Jet the Hawk
“You think I give a damn? This sorry ass is gonna turn you into a green stain on the street!”
Kiburi the Boar
"You do realize at this point I'm more likely to be frightened by a poodle than your sorry ass, right?"
Jet the Hawk
“I’ll give you something to wash off if you don’t shut your damn trap!” He stomps the ground hard enough to crack concrete, his huge gut rumbling ominously.
Kiburi the Boar
"Yeah right. You and the Chaotix are in a race for who has the largest collection of food stamps."
"Maybe you SHOULD try a shower one of these days, it'd wash the stench of poverty off of you."
Jet the Hawk
“Rrrrrgh…I DO get hired!” So he says, but he hasn’t had a job in weeks.
Kiburi the Boar
"Oh no, not at all. Believe me when I say I have thoroughly considered the idea that nobody would hire you."
