[How he got here is glitched, inaccessible somehow, but Tron is real enough--or Clu's own internal sensors swear he is, burning bright blue in the bargain.]
That's my name. [Grinning, all teeth, palms up wide and empty. The last thing he attacked here vanished in a deeply unsettling...oily...sort of way, and he'd never actually wanted to be on the monitor's bad side, besides.] Don't wear it out...
[Smirking. He can't resist a barb, padding closer.] Rough day?
[<3 not even s l i g h t l y]
That's my name. [Grinning, all teeth, palms up wide and empty. The last thing he attacked here vanished in a deeply unsettling...oily...sort of way, and he'd never actually wanted to be on the monitor's bad side, besides.] Don't wear it out...
[Smirking. He can't resist a barb, padding closer.] Rough day?