[@Agent 47]

"Did he really though?" Zander asked, raising an eyebrow. "He cut in line. Sure, its kind of shitty, but I feel like there was some significantly disproportionate retribution that took place."

He watched Gabby raise her cup to the sun, as if it was some kind of god, and shook his head.

"Yeah, no, you're holding your cardboard cup of bitter black water like its a gift from god, and I really think you need to rethink that opinion. In fact, it looks like you're holding that more happily than when you carry [i]me[/i]. What's more important Gabs, your coffee or your partner?"

Of course, throughout that whole pseudo-rant, his voice had been practically dripping with sarcasm, but sometimes, every now and then, he still had to wonder.

Unfortunately, before he could give a proper response to her griping about his rest period, an explosion rocked the city, causing his brow to crease. Of course, the explosion paled in comparison to the fact that, as Gabby had said, this would be eating into his relaxation time. Still, Zander Branc was an optimist, and he would keep trying to look at the bright side and do the best for everyone.

"Alright, I guess I can sleep through tomorrow's dissection! Not like I can't just find it in a nature book or something anyway. Now, lets go save the world!"

As he shouted, he transformed into his weapon form, a three section spear, and spun into Gabby's hand, his chains retracted to leave him in his normal spear mode.