"That's comforting."

When the world's going to shit, at least there will always be sarcasm. Connie shakes her head, glancing over to Azucar every now and again.

"It's definitely in my top five bullshit assignments. I much prefer more subtle infiltrate and extract missions myself. Y'know, without the blood and nightmare fuel. Buuut Legionnaires can't be choosers, huh."