Tch! [Guzma snarls, twitching slightly. That isn't an excuse at all, and he's only getting more and more angry as the Drifter tries to defend the actions of the people - they're too good, way too good. He breathes a little hard, chewing his lip. They don't deserve to defend awful people that base their judgments on a person walking through town... Sure, it'd be one thing if they did anything to merit such a reaction, but from what he saw? What he has experienced firsthand?

The Drifter is a good person. They even fled, they held u their hands in a pacifying gesture. It's not fair, it's not fair...they shouldn't be treated like that without reason.]

That sorta judgment is based on more'n just a casual glance. Believe me, I know. [He spits, pacing around the fire to burn off his ire, kicking sand into the flames. He certainly has been judged by his appearance, especially here - he looks like a thug, and he is - but most people get to know him and it's...well. It's not so bad. But it's not how he looks that has earned Guzma his reputation, it's the things he and his team of misfits and hoodlums have done that gives Team Skull the reputation it once had.] You didn't do nothing to any'a them...and you wouldn't have, either.