The Fabulous Emerald
It's never illogical to be fabulous
Falcon's face fell into a frown as he listen to 'Future' talk about how he does things with the rioter. He didn't seem pleased to learn that they were being watched at all times during their missions. Captain Falcon didn't like to be watched - he could handle things on his own without a 'guardian angel' watching over him. Besides, he didn't like the feeling of being watched - at least he could explain why he had felt that all mission.
That small cop in him, that still remained despite how long it has been since he fought for the police, didn't like the girl's response. He could only imagine a world where young people like herself are forced to train in military grade weaponry, the horrors she must have witnessed. Now that his vision has broadened to the multiverse scale, thanks to this little adventure, he has come to see how truly lucky he is to come from where he did. Or perhaps, maybe he was unlucky in that sense. It was impossible to tell, really.
He was about to reply, but then his eagle eyes picked up on something as it passed over the horizon. He had been driving like this for years, so 'seeing quickly' was something he had gotten good at - perhaps his naturally strong ki was helping with that. Checking the scanners on his dashboard, he began slowing down before his hunch was confirmed. A corrupted file, larger than he had seen before, was attacking his allies - well, the mighty Captain Falcon couldn't allow that!
After slowing down, he finally stopped at the battlefield, and prepared for combat. (if it's OK with you, he'll start fighting next round.)