"Oh!"

Matias's back stretched out as he leaned down, glaring deeply at Bane and showing his whites.

"So now you're defending the thing that shot me! Real classy of you to think the boss is stupid enough to–!"

What sounded like a jetpack blared in the open air, followed by a familiar clicking.

Matias's face froze right where it was.

The door creaked open, and in came a long, slender antenna, followed by the rest of the moth's head. It peered at the group, only barely moving from where it stood.

"HELLO."