His eyes were a striking blue, like blue Gatorade, and his cheeks were flushed, like red Gatorade. His demeanor was mysterious, yet refreshing, like yellow Gatorade. And his shirt was the hue of orange Gatorade
One interesting thing I like about this game is the contrast between Dylan's relatively innocent demeanor in dialogue and his incredibly brutal and aggressive fighting style. Really plays into the whole "most of the FBC is scared of this guy" angle they're going for.
although I have found great joy in art ive found and friends ive spent time with I truly think life went downhill the moment the cubs won the World Series in 2015