"I'm assembling a team."

"Dealt with. Destroyed? No. Charles here could be useful in the future."

"It won't be. It's safely stored in his closet."

"No. He'll be fine. He's barely in his own room, to begin with, usually on the hunt somewhere else."

"Trust me, Mamacita. It will be fine."

"The Talons lack any unity in our ranks."

"It's blow, boys blow, for Cal-i-fornia-o." 🎶

"Shut this fucker down, now!"

"PIERCE GUT THE MAINFRAME!! Mataré a esa estúpida maldita máquina."

🦊 I'll kill you

He is doing this...

A small, lingering smile appears and vanishes just as fast. "Never. It's definitely an idea."

One last screw tightened into the finish of his weapon and it is put together for the seventh time today. The waiting... the damned waiting is the worst aspect of this job.

🦊 Californian men care not for your fancy armor

"That's me. I think."

"Here. I've got extra."