"'Protect the team'? What are you even–?"

Before Matias could finish his sentence, the boss suddenly heeled forward. His hands leaped forward and caught onto the boss's body, pushing forward in an attempt to stabilize them. Their weight proved a mighty adversary, however, pushing back with the weight of whatever they had on right now.

"Listen," Matias growled, "cut the crap. We're not going to die if we take off your cosplay. That's ridiculous. Just let us help you or else you're actually going to screw up the team."

He looked towards Iris, gritting his teeth.

"Can you talk some sense into this idiot? Please?"