Oh, alright. So she was being ignored in her own room now. That was lovely. As was the wholly unnecessary screaming and existential crisising going on in it. She raises her hand to interject during both of their tirades several times, either to ask Duo to leave again or to ask either of them to just bloody shut up and be pleasant. It’s not like it would kill either of them.
She might kill one of them, though, after that oh so tactful comment about robots. Right in front of her. In her own room, while he was starting a fight with their only actual sound defense against the biggest threat in the world right now.
She was not impressed with either of them in the least right now, and her bewildered and angry expression (that neither of them likely even noticed) reflected that nicely. To her the entire ordeal had gone from needlessly awkward to needlessly hostile. Their guest was being as rude as possible and Forte was just provoking him and really the entire thing was far too much for her nerves and her patience. She doubted they’d even notice as she picked up her helmet and calmly walked out of the room. They’d probably forget she was even in there to begin with after a bit more yelling anyway. She needed a drink.
Duo had a habit of turning his head to look at whoever wasn’t currently talking, his big battery-shaped head turning to watch as Splash exited while Forte’s tirade went on. He rose a finger to her and opened his mouth to speak, but he wouldn’t interrupt Forte, and Splash was gone before he finished. His shoulders decompress a little when he’s left with the screaming android and his canine, turning back to face him and letting the air settle a little after Forte finishes, letting stagnate a short pause before making his own voice heard again.
"Peace is more than just the desirable state of the cosmos, Forte. Peace is something you need for yourself, and by your words it’s obvious you’re far from finding it. It’s true I speak in contradictions, but that’s what the balance of chaos and order is. Compromise."
The hulking spacebot rises from his seat, removing his own helmet and tucking it under his right arm as he looks down at Forte with a sort of ‘them’s the facts’ look about his face. “I’ll say it again. You’re special. Everything about you is a contradiction— the evil in the might of your power, but the light of good in your potential. You’re the best being you can be by being who you are, but your suppressed troubles will be your premature downfall. That’s what I’m going to help you overcome. One way or another, you will fight for peace. Even if it only means your own peace of mind.”
"Tell me. What standard is it that you hold yourself to? Why do you measure yourself to Rock?”
Forte watched as Splash marched her ass past the two of them while he screamed at Duo, managing to not flinch when the door shut, but it definitely left him feeling sick and dizzy. Here he was pouring his guts out in a way he’d never felt able to do before and she just… up and left? By time Duo had begun speaking his face was red and he looked like he was going to explode in another frustrated tantrum. It was almost impossible to pay attention, but he did his best… or at least had his blazing red eyes trained on the space giant while he talked, even if his mind was racing a mile a minute.
Forte’s infuriated, puffed-up-bluebird stance deflated a little when chest to chest with Duo, though it was more from the ego stroke than anything. His ears practically rang as the word ‘special’ was spoken, winning Duo some more of his attention. He opened his mouth to reply, hand raised and even pausing before he spoke to take a deep breath (he didn’t need it, of course, it was pure aesthetics), but instead of pulling out a stunning rebuttal he whipped around, wide eyed, his back to the visitor.
Though Forte was loathe to admit he even had a HUD, or any other robotty parts, there was no getting past the fact that Rockman’s signal had just appeared behind him. He stared, gaping, re-running the scan a few times, sensors indicating that Rock was here, along with another TWO DLNS, and Rush of course. Back in reality it looked more like he was gaping at the blank wall, and while unaware he was trembling he was aware enough to be thankful Duo couldn’t see his terrible expression. Truthfully, Forte didn’t have to turn around to do run his scans, but there was something untenable about letting Rock be behind him, even if he was nearly a mile and a half away.
>What are you waiting for?!
Gospel asked, now at his side and staring too.
"Actually, could you excuse me for a moment while I think about how to answer that thing that you asked me?" Forte replied politely as he calmly walked out the door and closed it behind him. Out of earshot he noisily took off as fast as his legs could carry him to the nearest exit, the CLANK of his footsteps echoing off the walls. "C’MON, C’MON, C’MON!” he howled the second they hit daylight. In a purple flash they fused and Forte took off through the air, expecting no less from his unaware opponent.