"I'm tired.."
“oh, well we’re almost done anyway. Things are pretty quiet around here so it’s not likely to run into anything so just another hour or so and we can leave.”
"That's too long shit hair..."
“well it’s not like I can change it. We can’t just stop patrolling and go get ice cream or something.”
"Yeah I guess-"
“yeah. Also stop calling me shitty hair you’re not 17 anymore.”
"Fine- Red Riot. Happy-?"
“whate-…oh… yes I am happy… maybe a bit surprised… but happy.”
"....Let's just go-"
“alright…”
They continue patrolling
