"Lockup could turn on a dime but-" He shrugs. The Jeager was a nice blend of raw power and absolute precision but the driver hadn't ever really been him. Carolina handled that much. "Wasn't my side of the pod that handled that."

There's a huff of affectionate exasperation that he knows only he can hear and they never told you how the ghosts linger. Then again one half doesn't always live. He squeezes Malcolm's hand before stepping back into position arms up. He got a pin. He'll count that as a win for the day.