"Totally," he says, as he gets himself stable, she's his crutch for now. But he doesn't even bother going into the day to day ass kicking and world saving that the Normady's crew does because... really, once you've lived it, bragging about it seems kind of petty.

"Where he hell does a guy get some shorts? A towel? Anything. Shit, a fig leaf will do," he asks, giving the place a quick glance. "I mean, I might be makin' some of these other guys feel inadequate. That's just not cool."