@deflagrate : “ teamwork slows me down. ”
“ Mon ami, I do not think it is the teamwork that slows you down; I think it is the age, no? ” Jamie means it as a playful jab, the light tone and smile on their face showing as much, however it is still very much a jab, he has nothing but respect for the Z-Team but he is used to working with much more willing professionals & having to deal with the lone wolf 'I'll do it all myself' types has failed more times than it has succeeded on past occasions where Jamie has encountered such a mentality.
They're already airborne and from what little tid-bits Jamie has heard around the office and from a mutual friend, he knows Flambae is fast & capable, he probably could do this all by himself but Jamie likes keeping collateral damage to a minimum. . .And the comment got just enough under their skin that now they feel the need to show off. “ Don't you worry, old timer, you can sit back and rest on this one. ” It's a cut & dry simple job, they're in pursuit of some silly soul who decided to rob their local convenience store & they've had eyes on them for a while. The wind around Jamie picks up drastically and they're carried ahead and then closer to the ground where they make a point to make a rather elaborate show of spinning, localized cloud cover around the perp which--, does deprive them of oxygen for a brief stint but it also stops them in their tracks long enough for Jamie to knock them off their feet with one solid elbow to the face once they've stopped circling and land in front of the bad guy of the hour.
Once Flambae lands, Jamie tosses the bag of stolen money over to him, still grinning. “ You can get the gratitude points by returning that, I will babysit our friend here until the proper authorities arrive. There you go, teamwork. ”
