"Amy, you're distracting. Don't think that covers it." Bastion's team leader shot back, his tone and the grin crossing his face were the easiest indicators that he was joking. He idly ran a hand through his hair, looking thoughtful for a moment. In fairness, he [i]hadn't[/i] combed it that morning. ... Nor did he usually. Then he shrugged, letting out quiet laugh. "And I'm not sure that's how you're supposed to talk to a team leader."

"But I like your attitude. Ignore the mop on my head and we'll be fine. Can't speak for Trad, though, dude totally looks mean." Another chuckle, this time directed jokingly at the other teenager. 'Good#####', he had to admit, that was clever. Probably grounds for some very severe detentions if heard, but clever.

It was going to be an interesting ride.