Anytime Rei-Rei. I got you, you got me. We can stay in and have drinks when I bring you back. See if you can't put Jim under the table again and teach me that hip move dance you did last time. That's gorgeous and you have my envy for being able to pull it off.

[There's rustling and movement- he's putting on the armor. No upgrades and only a decent hunk of power but he's been able to jury rig the grid in his apartment to charge it. The house has been working pretty well. Suiting up is familiar. It's comfortable.

For a moment he misses D like a limb. Like his eye. It passes and he's on.]

We'll be laughing about this later, you'll see.