The maybe ten minutes it took to exchange custody of Pulse was really not worth the buildup. And Victor was starting to see why Mr. Jackson fobbed off suit responsibilities. It didn’t absolve him to Victor. especially since Victor ended up being the recipient of Pulse’s… Glare? Disappointment? Her attention, however it was. Which he was sure was due to the fact that he was in his suit.

Though the way she relaxed when the cop left had him at least partially reconsidering that. 

[i][u]“Please don’t”[/u][/i] Came his exasperated reply, the voice distorted by the electronic tone it carried. 

Victor reached up to his neck and hit the button that opened his helmet. The mechatronics of it whirring to life and retracting it into the housing into the collar of his tac suit. He ran a hand though his hair once his face was uncovered. He knew the thing would save his life one day most likely, but it was still uncomfortable to have on for long periods. 

“Everyone on campus will know who you are talking about, but hearing it when he’s outside of his suit is just weird.” His voice was rougher then might be expected. There was a rasp to it, from an old, old, injury.

“Ha!” Mr. Jackson would let out a short laugh. Well accustomed to Victor’s dry personality by now. “But there is no need. Feel free to keep calling me Andy.” He would permit. “No need for your dads to get on my case this early in hmm?” 

That caught Victor’s attention, enough that he sent a confused look at Mr. Jackson. He knew the man’s first name was Andrew. Which Andy could be shortened from, but letting Pulse call him by a nickname solidified Victor’s earlier hunch.

[i]‘They know each other.’[/i]

He would push that aside for now. Though he was kinda annoyed about it being kept from him.

“I’m Victor. Geo-Matrix only when the mask is on and up, please.” He would introduce himself extending a hand as he did so. “And welcome to H.E.R.O.”