It's been two days since the inevitable cut, two days since Coop was let go and seemed to just...blip completely off the map. Worrying, and though Coupe had thrown a furious sneer in his direction as she left Sonar hoped she was just fine and not plotting her vengeance against all of them.
Waterboy was recruited literally the next day, fucking rude honestly, and the rest of the Z-Team went straight in on the insults that Sonar didn't fully join in on, minus a jab or two at his expense. See, he likes bullying those who bully him back. If they don't then what's the goddamn point? That's why Robert was fun to tease. He gave as good as he got.
Waterboy just simpered. Though, Sonar has no doubts that he'll find his footing among the team eventually.
Gaze darting upwards at the leaderboard, his eyes land on his name now fully on the bottom of the listing. Coupe's name had finally been removed from the roster, which just left him and Visi side-by-side. Now that he's shown that he deserved the spot on the team, he just now had to continue to show that he was dedicated to this.
Fuck, he's gonna have to figure out a way to pick up his ratings though. It's just fucking hard when it feels like it's a push and pull for control when it came to the Bat.
A twitch of one of his ears has his eyes flicking briefly to the empty space beside him; though there appears to be no one there, his excellent hearing does not lie. The hybrid sniffs, reclines back in his seat, and finally pulls his sight from the bullpen to squint fully at the empty space next to him.
"Peeping on me, Vis?" He huffs, speaking openly and plainly. He waves his phone around, grumbling. "I'm looking at bugs on my phone. Just looking into buying Golden Stag Beetles. Nothing you'd be interested in." And maybe he's considering places for lunch too. Doesn't look like he's gonna be sent out again before the end of the first shift.