Murfy let out an amused chuckle, not entirely in mean spirit. Sure, there were times the greenbottled wished he could fight back the forces of evil, but he knew full well that he could never do what Rayman could. Rayman had powers. Murfy didn’t.
“Heheh! You had me for a minute there, Globox, but I don’t think you could match my wit ‘n quick thinking. I got special shoes to fill, just like Rayman does.” Murfy responded, shifting his thoughts back to himself, but still taking a moment to think about what he’d look like in Rayman-styled footwear.
“Hey! I’m just as smart!” Globox quips back, no trace of a joke (or much offense) in his words.
“People change their shoes all the time anyways...” Murfys choice of phrase is clearly lost on the amphibian. Still, what’s the point in being so set in your ways if it stops you from having fun? “Maybe you should take your ‘special shoes’ off once in a while then, silly.”













