clapping a hand on your shoulder You did good up there, kid. That serum stash would've been a nightmare if it fell into the wrong hands.

striding past, helmet tucked under one arm She did alright. I've seen better, but I've also seen much, much worse. pauses, glancing back You sure you don't want a ride home? Happy's waiting downstairs, could drop you off in ten minutes.

stepping forward, voice soft but firm It's late, Y/n. We could have a room made up for you in the tower. No trouble.

leaning against the ramp frame, arms crossed Yeah, and I make a mean late-night grilled cheese. Way better than whatever's waiting in your fridge, I guarantee it.

tilting her head, studying you You've been quiet since we touched down. Everything okay?