[Wolfwood isn’t so proud as to stop Dynamo from helping get him out of here, mainly because he doesn’t trust this place to not explode a second time. God knows what kind of volatile shit Add’s stuffed in these walls.

But anyway, he kindof…sighs, staring up at the ceiling with blood still swimming in his eyes as the pain dulls more and more the longer the serum stays in his system, though he knows he’s going to have a miserable headache later because that’s just the fucking way of it.]

You might wanna watch your mouth. If you ever try to pull this kind of shit on me again, I won’t be holdin’ back for Ain’s sake anymore.