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Uh huh. A roll of eyes comes with the tease, even if he’s cracking a smile and bumping shoulder back against him. “I know.” He says, to both really. “You’ve scared the shit out of me with some of those.” He snorts, vaguely remembering a somewhat recent explosion out front from a certain someone testing a suit.
“I’m perfectly capable.” He replies, even if he had unintentionally worried him -- but in his defense, he wasn’t supposed to have seen. “More explosions in the lab means less explosions on the field.” He says. “--theoretically.” That wasn’t always the case; but the entities they fought always had something weird up their sleeve.












