Probably time to actually learn how to channel that black power. At least we know the green will keep you safe.

Make it home. I want a whole mountain of pancakes. Carve you a wooden gunblade for it.

[Doesn't care, not the forge, he will use the word. Oh and all of that? One hundred percent in that flat sort of post mission report tone. No inflection, no emotion. Just a dead voice giving promises and threats like they were a debrief.]