"Oh, it will work, Mason. It will." Angel grins beneath her helmet. "So, get to it. Remove that turret while I find a rocket launcher." Angel doesn't wait for a reply, just spins on her heel and walks away from Mason.

"But, it's all sparky and stuff. It might electrocute me or something." Helen replies, shyly stepping back so Axle couldn't pat her. "Well, it probably can't because of our armour, but, you know, it could harm me somehow."